Shortly before collecting my New Year's Eve began, I finished cleaning my apartment. I made eleven loads of laundry, vacuumed everywhere, did the dishes, took out the garbage holiday remaining, and put away all I could find. This left me with a very nice house - and I like to start the new year with a clean house, if only because it means I can slack guilt-free for at least a couple of days.
This year, my cleaning spree was an added bonus: when my hot water heater burst sometime between bedtime and wake up Monday, Tuesday, I had a lot on the floor. This is a very good thing. There was almost an inch of water in my kitchen, hallway and the living room and dining room, the water was up to the top of the carpet.
I woke up this horrible hissing sound, and actually took me a good fifteen minutes to wake up enough to understand what it was. I discovered the source stepping into the corridor and into a lake. Ugh. Mia seemed to enjoy the water, which is odd, given that not going to when it rains outside, and she hates being in the bathtub.
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