How way my long weekend you ask?  It was okay.  Quiet.  Ran errands on Friday and stayed around the house the rest of the weekend.  On Saturday I decided that, because I hadn't watched it in a while, I would watch Mad Men from Season 1, episode 1 through the most current episode on Netflix.  I got through two seasons and one episode of season 3.  I forgot how good of a show Mad Men is... or is it "was"?

I would have gotten through more episodes, but early Sunday was taken up by me trying to clean up the laundry room in my building.  My normal pattern if my laundry has gotten to the point where I just HAVE to do it is to get up early on Sunday and run down to the laundry room and get it done before it officially opens at 9am.  I usually get down there around 6am.  The manager says it's okay, so I figure it's worth a little loss of sleep to ensure that the machines aren't being used.  I hate going down those stairs, lugging all my dirty clothes and detergent, only to find that the machines are in use.

We have two washers and three dryers, so it takes a while to get everything done if you have more than two loads to do.  The only caveat about using both machines at the same time is that you have to wait for one to completely fill-up and start agitating before you can start the other one.  No problem!  I'm used to it, so it's second nature.  I put in the first load, let it fill-up, etc. then I started the second load and went back up to my apt.  30 minutes later I made the trip back down and the laundry room and entry way were flooded.  Crap!!!  I checked and one of my loads was done, but one was still going.

I don't know why or how it flooded, but I had to get it cleaned-up.  I didn't want someone coming down and seeing it, so I got to work with a broom and "sweep" the water towards this big scary grate in the floor of the entry.  I got most of it in, put the laundry from the first load that can go into the dryer and glance over that the load that's not quite done yet and "whoosh" a bunch more water comes gushing out.  Shit!!!!  I started all over again sweeping water to the grate, hoping that no one walks in on me.  Keep in mind, I'm wearing boxer shorts, a t-shirt and a hoodie (I'd taken my slippers off when I saw the water).  I wasn't exactly dressed for seeing people.

I get as much water as I can into the grate (again) and my second load finishes.  I pulled out the clothes and loaded the few items that can go into the dryer into the dryer and set the stuff that needs to air-dry aside.  I loaded my last single load into the washer, started it and then grabbed my things and went back to my apt. to hang them up to dry.  It's only about 7:30am at this point, so most of the building is still asleep (I couldn't smell the weed smoke in the hallways yet from those who like to "wake and bake").

30 minutes later I went back down to the laundry room and it's flooded AGAIN.  How can this be?  I only did one load!!!  I'm guessing the sink must be clogged, but I can't tell for sure as it's inside this weirdly cobbled together enclosure.  I went about sweeping the water to the grate again and made the executive decision that, when my final load is done, I'm just going to air dry everything in my apt.  Turns out that my final load was sheets, so my apartment looked like furniture warehouse that keeps all the items in it covered.

I was exhausted and it wasn't even 8am yet!

I should probably mention that the laundry room floods all the time.  The floor is cement (painted a weird bright blue) and the grate that I was sweeping the water into always has water in it (it pretty much stinks all the time too, but not overpoweringly so).  I think it's a drain, but I'm not sure.  The creepy scary part about that grate is that there is a power outlet on the wall a few feet above it (set approx. two feet away) and there are electric cords that are plugged into it going down into the grate.  I always think I'm going to get electrocuted when I go down there and see the water from a flood!  I'm guessing it's safe though.  We get inspected by the fire dept and the city on a fairly regular basis and they've never said anything, that I know of.  Maybe there's a pump down there or something?  I dunno.  All I know is I got the heck out of there as soon as I could and I hope the floor dried before the next tenant came down to do their laundry and flood the laundry room.

Back in my apartment, I sorted out the laundry situation and took a nap.  Yes, I took a nap in the morning.

I called my folks a little while later and they're doing well, which is nice to know.  Other than that, I didn't get much else done.

I had a lot of stuff I wanted to do around the apt., it's a shame I'm so lazy!  I won't get a chance to do anything next weekend either.  I have two things to go (one Saturday, one Sunday) and they both entail me waiting in line all day in order to get a good seat assignment.  It sucks because I already have tickets, but they don't assign seats until 6pm and both of these things have a HUGE fan base now, so I have to get there early (probably around noon and I can guarantee I won't be the first person there) wait in line all day.  Some friends are going to meet me at some point, but since I live the closest, I offered to get there first.  Fingers-crossed it's not hot and that it doesn't rain.