Oops, I did it again

Yesterday's post was later than usual. Want to know why? Sure you do.

Both kids were down for an afternoon nap. (Woo hoo!!) I wanted to take a bath and try to figure out my '60s hair. So I started running the tub water. I dug out my old hot rollers and plugged them in. Then I thought I should find some good pictures of short '60s 'd0s, so I went into the dining room where I my laptop was sitting, and I spent some time on Google Images.

You see where this is going? Please tell me that at least a few of you have already forgotten what I wrote three sentences ago: "So I started running the tub water." Please tell me I'm not the only one who forgot that.

I found some good photos, then went back into the bathroom. As I approached, I heard the water. "Oh, no, oh, no," I said. "Not again!"

Sure enough, water was everywhere. After turning it off, draining the tub, and taking a picture (because I knew I'd be blogging about it), I set to work with the wet/dry shop vac. Two hours later the carpet around the bathroom (which soaked up a lot of water) was at a point of dryness that I was pretty confident it would air dry quite well over the next few days. And the tile? Well, I guess I've already cleaned it this week, so that's a plus!

Did you catch my reaction, "Not again"? Yeah. I did this very same thing a week or two after we moved into this house, just under a year ago. That time I was getting clothes for Chickie and got distracted. How embarrassing is that?! I mean, I guess it was good that I knew exactly how to handle it, but I'd hoped to never again draw on my experience in cleaning up a totally unnecessary bathroom flood.

The Engineer was on Amazon yesterday looking for some alarm he's heard of, that beeps when the tub is about to overflow. I'd prefer one that sets off a siren whenever the ditz switch on my brain has been flipped on--now that would be useful.