This really is a snake and it really was in our friend's dishwasher after their house flooded last week.
It made me consider just how dangerous housekeeping can be if done properly.
Just today I went to do some laundry and BAM.....................
No laundry today........................
I must consider my safety ........I mean, who would pick everyone up from school if I was dead on the bathroom floor from a bite from this guy?
Then I thought about doing a little dusting since you could pretty much write a novel with your finger on any surface in our house............but BAM.............
EEEK!.....................safety first.
I "WANTED" to cook something fabulous for dinner
but......................................
..........looks like it's another Chick-a Vay kind of night.
And with all this spare time I had left........
since I couldn't do my normal "Wednesday housekeeping" schedule,
I EVEN considered going upstairs for the monthly viewing of "What In God's Name Have The Kids Been Doing Up Here".........
but, alas........................................
Blocked. No upstairs for me today.
Finally, I considered bathing Ruthie since she smells like rotting wet gym socks,
but even THAT plan was ruined.
So I guess I have no choice but to sit on the couch and clean a few Oprahs off the ol' DVR.
I think my friend's snake-in-the-dishwasher episode was God's way of saying, "Take it easy on the housekeeping.........things could get dangerous."
I will never again open my dishwasher with such carefree thoughts to my safety! I would have s*** and died on the floor then and there. Your follow up was hysterical. I gotta find my boys rubber snake fast and use it to my advantage. You are a hoot!
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I will never again open my dishwasher with such carefree thoughts to my safety! I would have s*** and died on the floor then and there. Your follow up was hysterical. I gotta find my boys rubber snake fast and use it to my advantage. You are a hoot!
LOL! There are snakes in my office!! Can I come sit on your couch with you? But no Oprah, I only want KARAOKE ON DEMAND!!!
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