I don't want to grow up

[bethlakshmi]

Why is it that after several day of grow-up-ed-ness earlier in the week, I now to have to get even more grown up? Argh. This morning has just been the pits.

I got up, took a shower, used and flushed the toilet, and went in pursuit of my contact lenses. Surprise! I had managed to break my very last left contact lens such that it is completely unusable. So, I hunt down my glasses.

I realize my toilet is still flushing. Still... flushing... the filling noise just never stops. So I open the top to see what's going on in Toilet Land.... and get hit in the face with an arc of water! Apparently my toilet was working by virtue of a washcloth jammed on top of the little gizmo. This cloth prevented a leak that keeps water from spraying everywhere. Now the cloth has rotted away and I have the great toilet fountain. I, getting desperate to leave for work, jam a new washcloth over the leak, and satisfy myself that it'll at least hold until I get home.

So... now I need to shop for new contact lenses, hopefully to get them before London. And I need to get a new toilet, which will be a new and probably not fun experience to add to my repertoire of homeowner experiences. Yes, I can probably fix the old one, but it's got other problems - it's ugly, really old, and the upper lip of the tank is broken.

Sigh.... this adulthood thing never stops, does it?