Sylvia's Journal

An interesting night tonight after a good day full of great food and guests. Steve and I came home from a little lawn mowing gig in Manchester (thanks again Catherine!), ate some dinner, put mom to bed, installed a grab bar for her in the bathroom (she’s taking showers at home now), and were settling down for the night when I noticed a strange sound coming from the dishwasher, I looked at the ground and saw a little water, it was only a bit, so I threw some towels down and began preparing mom’s breakfast. I turned to the sink to toss a knife in, and stepped in water spewing from the angry dishwasher. I turned the dial off, but still water continued to rush forth, I then opened it up to see water pouring from the inside of the washer out onto the floor. I ran and grabbed steve who went downstairs to find a water shut-off after checking for one upstairs, bad news… the water was pouring down into the basement and there was water everywhere. I started seriously freaking out and woke up mom, which only freaked her out (bad approach on my part). I then ran next door to see if Ted or Charlie knew where the water shut off was. It was late, but thank goodness Charlie was up watching t.v. So Charlie woke up Ted, who came stumbling into the house, mom rolled out eyes wide with panic, and Steve amazingly got dad on the phone, and calmly and quickly performed all the actions dad instructed him to do from across the bridge in Salem. phew what a night. The water stopped and the dishwasher was cleaned out (somebody has been putting paper labels in the there), and things soon settled back down. Sita and Jim missed quite the Saturday night in Lobster Cove.
t.