The Water Closet of Doom

Today I discovered one of the ways absurdly rich people die.

Thursdays are always rough for me.  Its the day I attempt to cram everything that needs to be done without Sully around into the hours that he is at school.  Today got off to a rougher than needed start because I failed to wake up when Mike was getting ready for work so things were behind schedule from the moment I woke up.

With Sully and Eli dressed, Sully's school lunch and backpack ready to go, Eli fed and ready to practice Tai Chi,  it was my turn to get dressed.  Upstairs we all went,  Eli settled in the boppie in his crib, Sully settled on the bed ready to watch a few minutes of cartoons- off I went to use the restroom.  Except Sully was particularly talkative today and decided to follow me into the bathroom.  As he chattered incessantly about Zombies being made out of candy, and that smashing their heads in would yield a bounty of said candy,  I found myself feeling the overwhelming desire to be left alone to my business.  So I politely asked Sully for some privacy, he obliged and closed the door to the water-closet (I shall pause here to note that Team Solis lives in a fancy town house as a perk of Mike's job, it comes with a fancy water closet-a little room within the bathroom that houses only the toilet).

This is when my imprisonment began.  Business complete I went to exit the water-closet only to be thwarted by a dislodged locking mechanism that prohibited my escape.  Yikes.  The only adult in the house locked in a tiny little room, while the elder Solis boy roamed free, and the younger one confined yet, only sure to be content for a brief time.  Luckily I had my phone with me (yes I realize this identifies me as one of those people, but its important to the story).  So after a somewhat panicked call to Mike, I had a knight in shining armor rushing home to save me.

Said salvation required a number of tools, including a butter knife slipped under the door for me to unscrew the doorknob on my side of the door.  It took much longer than I would have liked, and my day got off to a really late start once my freedom was finally secured.

The rest of the day was a blur. I'm exhausted now and need a nap, which is not going to happen for a number of hours still.  Sigh.


But from this day on, if I'm having a rough start to the day I will remember that it can't be worse than being locked in the water closet of doom.