Home ownership is such a treat sometimes

Woke to find that my dishwasher imploded and emptied itself in our (finished) basement. It was still draining itself near a bunch of my books, supplies, and other assorted goodies including a nice Oriental rug that is there on account of when the washer imploded about six months ago and we had to tear up the carpet.
Home ownership is such a treat sometimes. :insert heavy sarcasm:

So I went into panicky mode and moved a lot of stuff and frell! it's humid without all the water coming through the ceiling. With it, forget it. Then I went to the store and sweated like a pig and really had to work to not to lose it with the woman who was "helping" me sort through books. She just gets in my way and slows me way down but I'm soooper nice because she is in fact mentally retarded. She's maybe 5 years old equivalent and they stuck her in books (which has now expanded to media) and she peels price stickers off of books. She was kind of shunted there because she tags along with her father --an old guy-- and her brother who is also mentally retarded but no where near as severely as "J." I can't very well make her stop but she asks me to okay every.single. book. and I gotta look up from what I'm doing, have her show me and give the yay or nay and today was just not good for me to have to do that. And I don't feel bad about it (very much) either 'cos I was not snippy at all with her. I saved that up for spouse after I got home.

Have a good evening and a very pleasant tomorrow.