So, how was your day?

It's been HOT in Vancouver - too hot! Sweltering hot. I was really looking forward to my day in the office with air conditioning... I got to my building and it was shut down due to a complete power failure. After I sorted things out there I headed home, grateful for a day off.

We've all been cranky these days - did I mention it's really

hot? The kids aren't sleeping well, which means we're not sleeping well, we're pretty busy with work and well, it's hot. So I thought: this is great, a whole day to myself. I'll catch up on some housework (bathroom!), throw some laundry in the machine and put together a nice dinner for everyone. So then, when everyone comes home after a hot (!) day, we can all sit down and relax, munch on some yummy bread, eat some delicious salad out of a recipe book, laugh, have lemonade... I had the whole 1950s happy family in the summer thing happening in my head, right down to me wearing a skirt and maybe I'd even sew myself one of those hostess aprons on my glorious day off. Just to make the picture perfect. And I'd have lots of time to read a magazine, sip some iced tea (that I would make from scratch with fresh and organic ingredients), contemplate the hot summer and ....

queue the scary music, scratchy string instruments, dissonances...

I came home to a bit of flooding in the hallway. This did not discourage me in the least. That was quickly mopped up. As was the water in Mark's tool closet. No problem. I still had that vision of me as the perfect Martha Steward housewife who would for once today, get this household together, fix dinner (fix - not make, merely fix something that is already pretty perfect, prepared and organized) - today there would be no cranky, we would beat the heat.

I was doing my cleaning and got to the kitchen, started unpacking the dishwasher and as I was going to put away a knife, it happened: I opened the drawer.

more scary music here

And it was full of water. Yes, water. Our neighbours' water. Our neighbours' gray water coming from their laundry machine. All drawers in our kitchen. Not the floor, not the cabinets, just the drawers. Weird. And pretty disgusting.

So, I've been mopping ever since. In this heat.

So, am I relaxed and sipping iced tea in the shade wondering whether to add a dash of oregano to my wonderful salad creation that I will serve my family in my freshly sewn apron tonight with a big smile on my face?

No.

I am sweaty, dirty, cranky and wishing it was already 7 am, which is when the plumber will come tomorrow morning to fix our plumbing.

Until then, nobody can use the kitchen sink. No cooking, no dishes...

Thanks for listening - any and all comments with encouraging words, plumbing disasters and recipes for lemonade are greatly appreciated.

And for all of you wondering what laundry water looks like in the kitchen drawers I took some pictures: