REALLY? I mean REALLY? Can this freakin' day get any better? Storms last night- the kind of rain where it seems as if the house will fall in under the assault of it. Basement flooded, moving furniture at 2:30 this morning. Dog scared of storms so not much sleep for me with her fat a$$ laying on top of me panting and drooling from fear(I was getting seasick from the motion). Still not packed or done with laundry(have to slush through water to get to laundry). Smokey will spend all evening sucking what water he can out of basement. And now I have to worry about my nether regions being violated by contaminated toilet paper?
Humph! Approximately 26 hours and I will be out of this hell hole, if the toilet paper doesn't kill me I'm sure the mold that will grow while we are gone will finish me off. Bring it on you germy bast**ds!!!!! Neither toilet paper nor flood(hell, throw in a horde of locusts) shall ruin our vacation!!