this has been one of those days that you wouldn't wish upon your enemies.
woke up to the bed being sopping wet. my back, the clothes i was wearing (flannel shirt over a gap tee with flannel lounge/night pants) soaking to the poing of dripping. the numbness that comes with such a shock kept me from realizing just exactly what truly happened to get me into such a predicament. it wuznt until i sat on the toilet, slipping off the seat for being so slippery from urine, that i realized that i had pissed the bed, and a good one at that.
i've been pissing gallons lately (not in bed silly), and it's a testament to the amount of liquid i drink. but to have pissed as much as i did, when i did, is a mystery that i'm bound to unravel. could it have been the 3 gallons of water i drink a day? or could it be as simple as just making sure i get to the bathroom before i retire? as i sit here and ponder such things, i'm loathe to consider that there's really nothing i _can do about this act of nature.
oh wait, there's more.
went back to the bedroom where i came face to face with the ultimate 'holy shit' "what happened here" landscape the wetbed created. as i tear it down, i'm reminded of just how heavy wet laundry can be. and of course, the mattress pad (from wal-mart) didn't protect the mattress, but kept the puddle to a mere 10" diameter on the $900 mattress.
i managed to get the sheets & mattress pad into the washing machine, with soap, and it starts fine, but then.... for some reason i stopped the machine and discovered that there's a problem. it's not allowing water out.
i freek.
i soon gather my senses and call bob, who doesn't answer, i figure this is emergency enough to warrant a steal. so i went down and took the car, and drove over to the 12th street laundromat where i got it cleaned up rather quickly.
oh, then i proceeded to call my landlord. he answers! but informs me that those are MY appliances that HE doesn't have appliances in HIS places, and i reminded HIM that he wanted 50% of the proceeds of the refrigerator i used to have, so now that something's broken that it's all MY loss?? how DARE that son of abitch treat me like that. he has forever branded himself as a scumlord. anyway, i'll tell him it cost me $75. let him think he got over.
the machine is working now, thanks to the appliance store down the block coming to remove some cotton balls (gunk from the mattress pad). it only cost me $20.