The Flood

Tuesday morning I was running late in my morning routine. I was in the shower 15 minutes later than I should have been in order to get the oldest 2 ready for school, kylies lunch packed, homework checked, breakfast, hair done, and the like, for the kids to be on time for school. I was mentally going through what I could do to shortcut the amount of time usually needed in order for the kids not to be tardy. Then Ty rushes in yelling "I didnt do it, but there is lots of water coming out of the fridge!" Thinking he just let a cup overfill when getting a drink, I told him to go grab a dishtowel and clean it up. He replies, "but we are gonna die if you dont make it stop soon!" Confused, I asked him what he meant. He told me I needed to come see what was going on, and reminded me that he didnt do it. So I jump out of the shower, wrap myself in a towel thinking I really dont have time for this, and went downstairs only to find the entire kitchen floor covered in a lake of water. And indeed it was coming from the fridge. Knowing full well there was no way I could push the fridge out to look behind it to find the source of this flood, I called Daniel, but wasnt too optimistic that he would answer cuz he was in a meeting at that time. Shockingly he did answer and i quickly told him what was going on, and he calmly tells me to go shut the water off. Ummm yeah, I really dont know anything about plumbing and dont know how to do such a simple sounding task. He tells me there is a valve in the garage, and he needs to go.
Wanting to cuss him out for leaving me alone to deal with this catastrophe-(in my mind it very much was, as I was running around in a towel and had more than enough water to fill up 3 bath tubs covering every inch of the floor but no idea how to stop the flowing water, let alone clean it up and we were already running late) I headed into the garage but had no idea what kind of a valve I was looking for. But I looked. Just didnt know for what exactly. I figured I needed to get dressed cuz I was very indecent and then sent a lovely little text to my dearest darling Daniel saying he was gonna be facing the wrath of Kimmy if he let me try to deal with this on my own just cuz he was in a meeting, one that I am sure was important but not more important than my need right then. Being the knight in shining business attire he is, and not wanting the wrath of Kimmy to worry about, he left his meeting, called me, told me where another valve was and how to turn it off, and then rushed home to help me. So I turned the water off, rushed through the needed preparations for the kids for school, and loaded them up. Shockingly they werent late. Of course that might have to do with the fact they had frozen eggos waffles with a side of nothing else for breakfast, nor did their homework get checked, and both ky and ty had really bad hair that day, but at least they were there on time.
Then the 2 youngest and I drove home. Daniel had moved the fridge out, and turned off the water source to the fridge, but then he had to get back to work. So then I had to figure out how to soak up gallons and gallons and gallons of water. Unfortunately the only way I could think of doing so was to occupy every single towel we own. And it still didnt soak up all the water. So I changed my clothes as mine were soaking wet, loaded the boys up and went to buy more towels. Finally-(2 and a half hours later)a dozen new towels, all of our beach towels, all of of rag towels, all of our fancy towels, all of our bath towels, every wash cloth, burp cloth and any sort of cloth that can absorb water was piled in the downstairs shower awaiting its turn in the 5 batches of "just towels" laundry.
The silver lining? I had a really clean floor for a few hours!