What interesting last few days I have had! I've been on my own these last few weeks, and forced to hold down the fort as best as I could. I've realized, if I was single, I would think long and hard before I bought a house or at least one with a large yard on my own. I've been mowing the lawn a bit, and I noticed that I cut the grass about as well as I shave my legs: patchy at best with some missing sections. In my defense, I have had to avoid recently fertilized areas, but I can't seem to figure out how to use the edger (I'm blonde, give me a break!).
This Friday was super exciting at the end of the day. My students were enjoying a little cookie and as I am getting my students ready to get in line to go out to the bus, I notice one of the students choking, and she was ghostly white. She managed to gasp out "I. Can't. Breathe!", and so I started smacking her back and encouraging her to cough. Then she stopped gasping, as she wasn't getting any air in at all. My years of lifeguard training must have kicked in, and I immediately took her aside and gave her the Heimlich. It was so weird - I was completely calm, and after a little piece of cookie (and lots of slobber) came out, I just started shaking, and I had a stomach ache all weekend after the adrenaline rush. I always wondered when I was taking those CPR/First Aid classes - would I really be able to keep my cool in an emergency situation? Amazingly, I was. It was like something just took over me, and I was cool as a cucumber. Thank God, my student is just fine, and not freaked out at all. Hopefully I will never have to do that again!!
So after all of that insanity, I have had a pretty vanilla weekend. Yet in the midst of doing laundry this morning, I came downstairs to change loads and noticed water everywhere! I called the Rotor Rooters, and it turns out that in these old houses, the floor drains and house trap (yeah, I still don't really know what that is) clog very easily. Since I've been bacheloretting it up lately too, not as much water has been running through our pipes, so it made the clogs even worse. So basically, I need to pee/shower more often, and use crappier toilet paper. Luckily, the clog is fixed (knock on wood!), but the basement reeks. Sigh. That balancing crap - save a life, flood the basement. Oh well. Hooray for the Real Housewives of New Jersey marathon! Life is still good. ;)
Kate Suarez: lifesaver, often unshowered bachelorette.
Your life is far more exciting than mine!
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