Milie’s two art buddies didn’t know that when they came over to work tonight they had a higher reason for being here—to be the crisis team when the kitchen flooded.
What is it about me that attracts flooding kitchens?
Sequence of events, near as can be figured: gutter is clogged, plus is attached a little cock-eyed because is old, sending overflow horizontally onto back door, over which water poured into kitchen. Good thing there was a crisis team on hand to sing “Sing Sweet Nightingale” from the Disney Cinderella while mopping up gutter water.
On the plus side, it should be cooler tomorrow.