So what were you doing Monday at 3AM? I assume that you were probably sleeping. We were sleeping at 2:59 AM. But at three the phone rang. It was our lovely night shift doorman letting us know that there was a leak into the apartment below us, and perhaps there was something that we needed to turn off.
We went into the room next to our kitchen, in NYC real estate parlance it is the maid's room where back in the day when every middle class family had a maid living in that room. A maids room is where one of your kids might live or it might be used as a home office. We use ours as our basement. We have old college text books and textiles that have been given to me from friends, plastic bins with Costco stuff, a box of rags, a big stack of ironed tablecloths, laundry waiting to be folded and the stuff the kids left in the apartment when they moved out in short our maid's room is a small room sized junk drawer.
Anyway after a few minutes of groggily looking around we realized two things. There was a small pond on our maid's room floor AND the leak was from upstairs. My husband then moved everything within the path of the flood into ur dining room and I began first mopping and then redirecting the flood water waterfall into dishpans. The source of the flood was eventually located and we mopped up to the best of our ability and went to sleep at 5:00am.
This is how our dining room table looked just before dinner on Sunday night.
This record was a big part of my early childhood. My mother had some connection to the women who put it together did she teach in their school? Perhaps my sisters will remember. The record is a great example of 1950s educational music. Some of it is kind of terrible and other tracks are pretty great. It's been a hard week, indulge me.
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