When the 16-year-old washing machine breaks and floods the basement, and you scramble to gather all the towels in the house to stop the flood, and then you realize that the towels are in said washing machine - all nice, wet, and soapy.
This is my life tonight.
Though the heater had to be unplugged in a hurry, thankfully we can still use the wood stove to dry out the basement. The last of our firewood should do it. You know, since the towels aren't helping.
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