Why does it always happen while I'm away?

Well, I'm at work and I get a call from my sister-in-law. It goes something like this.

"Hey Leonard, your toilet is overflowing and I've told Nana how to shut off your water, but we need to know where the plunger is at."

What? Why? It was working fine when I left this morning...

"Uh, Leonard, we need to know where the plunger is at."

"Is this a current problem?"

"Well, Nana is standing over your toilet trying to prevent further damage."

"Damage, DAMAGE... Did you just tell me that my house has been damaged by a renegade toilet overflowing, while I'm at work, Nana there watching the boys?"

I told her where the plunger was at and she told me to have a nice day and that she needed to call Nana back right away so she hung up.

I'm sure there will be more to come on this story!!!

Why me???

Why me? This is the question I ask myself when others ask me why I don't "blog." Then it dawns on me. I am a social animal and I love to interact with people. Now I can be interacting with lots of people at the same time. Now that's a rush that I can hardly wrap my brain around. I wonder how long a sanguine can keep a blog going before something else comes along and distracts my attention and all of a sudden I find myself having forgotten the password to get into my account or forget all about even having an account. We'll see.

If this is my first and final post, it has been somewhat fun to think about who all might read this and then come back to see if I ever update it. For those of you who actually know me, you'll understand. For those of you who don't know me, I'm sorry.