I know everyone has days like this, but this the first one I have had exactly like this!
I was preparing my burnt to a crisp kitchen for the removal of the counter tops, granite counter tops that I adore, when I grabbed the broom out of the stairwell leading to the basement! I vaguely remember my hubby telling me about a leak!
I grabbed the broom off of the wall and saw the water, downstairs!
I was still in my PJ's at 10:30 am!
I was cleaning from the moment I awoke! I mean after I awoke and had my 2nd cup of coffee!
When I grabbed for the broom in the stairwell I peered down the stairs and realized there was water at the end of the stairs! In the 3 years we have been here I have never seen water at the end of the stairs! I knew I needed to find out where the water was coming from. I told myself that there had been alot of precipitation in the area, so I left it off to being so much water in the area. It must have been too much precipitation in the area at the time.
I discovered a sprinkler, from the main water pipe to our home, in our basement! Jammie's and hair soaked, but I discovered our problem!
I walked back up our stairs, wet, in my Jammie's (mind you I am almost 40 and as much as I work out and as many push - ups as I do, I cannot fight gravity), dialed the phone to tell my husband that it was an issue of our pipes and hubby hung up to call a plumber!
At that very moment, someone knocked on the door. I have people replacing a pipeline on my property right now and the people at the front door had on alot of reflective gear, including hard hats! so I answer every knock on the door, especially those with personal protective gear on (uh-hum PPE)!
Did I tell you, I'm still in my Jammie's, uh-hum, after cleaning like a fiend and finding a sprinkling pipe in the basement! OH YEAH, I was frickin' hot, almost wet T-shirt contest hot!! Amazing even! One boob pointing north and one south!!
I'm not quite sure who was more embarrassed, me, as I crossed my arms several times, in several different ways, or the Contractor, that could barely look at me and apologized for catching me on a "lazy day in my Jammie's" (if he only knew) or the foreman, the gentleman he was introducing me too that couldn't even look at me (probably for fear he would ask "could you please put a sweatshirt on and we can start over")!
We finished our conversation, hubby called a plumber and I showered and put a bra on, oh yeah, and some other clothes too!
All I can think at this time is: "when it rains it pours" and then I told myself "God has a promise and I believe it! and then I told myself that I needed to look forward to the "bright sunshine at the end of the rain"! I found promise and love, in my moments of OMG! I also told myself "as long as there are people working on the property, even in my Jammie's, I will be wearing a bra, even if that means I have to sleep in it"!
Afterward, I reflected and I prayed! God reminded me that I don't suffer without love, that my weakness is made perfect in His strength! And then He reminded me that it was up to me, to make sure, I was wearing proper clothing when answering a door, because it was better for everyone! I agreed!