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Because I haven't been able to work while living here thus far (I don't have a work visa), I think I may be losing brain cells from lack of use because sometimes I thing I'm becoming just plain stupid and I've become horribly ditsy! To anyone who knows me - I wasn't ditsy before was I?


 Thinking 


For instance - this morning while taking a shower, I had a bit of a mishap - We have a shower massager - the type that has the coiled hose so you can take it down and use the massager function. The shower enclosure it's self is quite small (it would never fit both Wayne and I) so there's not much room to move around. The shower head is also on a slider attachment so that it can be adjusted to different heights and then the top piece swivels to add even more height adjustment. Wayne and I are constantly changing the height back and forth to suit our own needs.


This morning, I was quite groggy when I took my shower (from both the lack of sleep this week as well as the sleeping medication I took last night to ensure at least eight hours...). I adjusted the shower head a bit too much and while I was rinsing the shampoo from my hair, I hit it with my hand and knocked it right out of it's holder! I shuffled to catch it (so it didn't knock me on the my head or face as it came back down) and I was quick enough to catch it, but unfortunately for me, I caught it with the water facing not only up, but out as well! I shot water all over the bathroom and bathroom ceiling (and I actually said out loud - 'oh no' in a Homer Simpson type of way)! The strange part is - I now can only enter the bathroom armed with an umbrella because the water has stayed on the ceiling in theses large droplets. They don't fall all at once like you'd expect them to, they just stick there, mocking me by releasing a tiny drop every few seconds, so when you walk into the bathroom it seems to be raining in there! 


 Wet Umbrella 


This would be a good time to buy a mop (instead of washing the floors by hand) so that I can clean the water off of the ceiling without climbing onto something I will almost surely fall off of and kill myself - death my stupidity!


This is almost as ditsy as when I flooded the bathroom and the house on Wayne's birthday! Who does such things??


 Meathead 



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