Man, has this been a long week. Paul is still having tooth issues. I'm eating crow for teasing him about the amount of "pain" he is in because it turns out he has dry socket, which I guess is extremely painful. It's not where one of his wisdom teeth was, but in the area of the extra tooth. The dentist hard a really hard time pulling that one, having to break it up into pieces and even remove some of the bone to get it out. He told Paul it wasn't anything he did that caused the dry socket (apparently there are things that can cause dry socket that you are supposed to avoid doing, like drinking from a straw...which he hasn't been). I guess the tougher the extraction, the more of a chance of dry socket. Anyway, I feel bad. It's a good thing Vicodin isn't expensive.
On top of all that, in the middle of the week we had some plumbing problems. Paul was in the shower Tuesday morning and I was making my lunch. I thought the water from the shower sounded strange but I figured it was from the new shower head Paul installed not that long ago. It is the kind you can take down, and it has a tendency to turn because of the tubing. I thought maybe it had turned and the water was hitting the wall. Then I started to wonder why it sounded like it was raining on the ceiling. That quickly progressed to me watching it rain on the kitchen floor. I hightailed it upstairs to yell to Paul to shut off the shower, and just as I got to the top of the stairs he finished and shut it off...then realized that the whole time he was in the shower the toilet had been overflowing. It had leaked down between the tile and the tub and seeped into the laundry room/kitchen below. Oh my GOD!


The above pictures are of the laundry room ceiling. Thank God he's not like me and his shower lasted less than 5 minutes. We put a call into the insurance company to see if something like this is covered. Our next step, as directed by them, is to call a local restoration specialist and have them do a moisture level test and see about drying the space between the floor and the ceiling. What a pain in the a**!
Did I ever tell you about my recurring nightmare going back as long as I can remember about an overflowing toilet? I am totally serious! I have a recurring dream that a toilet overflows.
All this happened during the week that Krista had talked me into starting the Biggest Loser 30-day Jump Start diet with her. We spent hours on Sunday going over the menu and shopping for all the ingredients we would need for the week so we could split the cost. That lasted me a total of two days. Sorry, but I just don't have time to make myself egg fu yung for breakfast. Ugh! Bad timing!
I'm so glad this week is over!