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MLMM Photo Challenge 12-31-19

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized

They say time is fleeting and the older you get the more quickly time passes. Tell that to a mother or dad of three, all under the age of four and you will probably get an argument.

The busyness of a young mother/dad is incomparable. The watching, the playing, the washing, the drying, the diaper changes, bathing, bottles to sanitize, food preparation, and maybe if a miracle happens, they will all take a nap at the same time, preferably lasting at least an hour.

This is the golden time when they can put their feet up? Have you ever seen that? That hour will be spent preparing the next meal, snacks, taking a shower, folding laundry, writing a grocery list, making beds, filling or emptying the dishwasher, dusting, mopping. . .anything else you can’t do while the three are “up”.

When you think you have a busy day and time is passing fast, think of these parents. If you’ve been there as I have and survived? More power to you!👍🏻🤓. And for the record, I wish I could do it all again.

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Imagined?

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized

She wandered through their home, looking, always searching. She knew it was there, at least it was there, wasn’t it? The painting was as clear in her mind as the day the artist completed it. Her husband, herself and their infant son.

It was the same every day, as she helplessly searched for some remainder of her son. A crib, a blanket, toy, even a milk bottle hidden in the back of a kitchen cupboard. There must be something she thought. And then she remembered the painting, definite proof he existed.

She had become isolated from her family and friends. It was her husband’s idea and he enforced it, providing no contact with the outside world. Did he intentionally keep her away or was he trying to dissuade the sudden grief they both suffered at their son’s loss? Did he see she was deteriorating quickly and was that his plan?

Meanwhile, she kept searching for a sign her son existed at all.

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Flood!

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized

I survived, and live to tell the tale. If you want to skip the story, most of the prompt words are here in this paragraph. 🤓I know you are probably thinking there she goes again sharing another story from a long list of “living in an apartment” adventures, but I’m not forcing you to grant me a few minutes of your time. I trust you will scan and delete if necessary. If you are still reading and not left my site, I’ll strip the story down and not trap you into a long boring essay, or maybe not. No promises.

I was sitting in my room and it was cold, snowing and windy outside. (Dang, I wish it was a dark and stormy night.) I started to read blogs with my usual…..okay, maybe I am stretching it out…I digress. I heard a tink, tink, and thought maybe the wind was blowing ice onto the window. Followed the sound and found a wave of water coming from the apartment above me, through the heat vent in the bathroom. Then as I backed out, was plopped on from the sprinkler system in the ceiling. I’m not a panicky person, but I have limited towels and live by myself, so no big buckets or roaster pans to catch the torrent.

I grabbed a 13×9 pan and a popcorn bowl and by the time I got back into the bathroom the floor was under water. I threw down four towels, my complete collection, and called maintenance. I then saw water flowing out of the pantry on the floor and water coming down the wall in the living room behind the couch. The couch is a sleeper and I couldn’t budge it.

Maintenance called, said they were shoveling snow and would be right over. It seems the person above locked his two dogs in the bathroom and they turned the water on. How exactly? So that’s why I hear scuffling and whining and yelping. I thought it was the owner getting too rambunctious with his dog, but now of course I know he has two dogs and they fight. Apparently the place is pretty torn up. This is the second neighbor above me that has ruined their apartment with dogs.

At the moment the maintenance people are upstairs, vacuuming, drying, etc the flood. I have towels, etc and full water receptacles all over and I can’t empty them myself. They just checked on me and promise to come over tomorrow morning and clean everything up.

Where are you Murphy? I know you’re hiding here somewhere!

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