A Series of Unfortunate Events

Since we’ve moved into our house we haven’t finished any of the projects that were left by the contractor. It’s not that we don’t have time… it’s that we’re lazy. The decorative piece of wood on the privacy wall between the toilet and the bathtub in our master bath hasn’t been permanently secured. It’s just sitting there. Freddy, our cat, has taken to peeing in the bathtub as a pastime. Hoping to break his habit, we keep the bathtub filled with cold water. Guin, our puppy, lumbers into the bathroom every morning and tries to eat the stuff in our bathroom garbage. Consequently we have moved the bathroom garbage to on top of the privacy wall between the toilet and the bathtub.

Can you see where this is going?

Last night, Matt and I were getting ready for bed. Freddy dashed around the corner, jumped up onto the bathtub, made a leap for the privacy wall, missed by and inch, grabbed at the piece of wood with his blindly flailing arms and sent the very full bathroom garbage flying into the bathtub which was full of very cold water.

There’s nothing quite like fishing for wet tissues and Qtips at midnight.