Sunday morning I woke to find my pajama sleeve wet. "Oh no, not today." I thought.
Now, having a wet pajama sleeve might be because I had excessive droolage in the night, but more possible was the chance that the waterbed was leaking.
I went out to the kitchen to find John getting ready to hit the road to Ohio and Pennsylvania with Eli for a father-son roadtrip vacation.
I told him what happened.
"Oh no, not today." he said.
Yep, today.
We got the hoses all hooked up and drained half the water out of the bed, patched the hole and refilled the bed in about an hour. Record time. The boys were on the road only a half-hour after they were supposed to leave. Not bad!
3 comments:
I'm glad it was your sleeve. It might have taken a lot longer to figure out if it wasn't.
Not bad!
I think it's funny that you said, "Not today," like a different day would have been a good day for a leak.
:)
Hilarious- What will you do when it's finally unpatchable? That bed is so well used and loved.
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