48 loads of laundry pile up (no exaggeration) and the laudromat takes their $100 in exchange for digging you out.
The Yard Sale she had all set up and advertised on Craigslist becomes self-service on the honor system and the stuff sits out on the front lawn for more than a week. Interestingly, more money was made than during a dutifully supervised Saturday event.
The kids re-watch all three seasons of the animated series "Avatar: The Last Airbender" which she had previously deleted from the Netflix Queue when she discovered they could quote the entire series verbatim and the four year old started running around with big arrows drawn all over her head and down her arms and asking if she could shave her head.
Clean dishes get put away in all kinds of interesting places and dirty dishes pile up until there's no counter space left. Dad moves to cooking on the camp stove outdoors rather than attempt to dig out the kitchen.
Children subsist on cereal, peanut better and jelly sandwiches, sliced salami, tangerines, fruit snacks, and frozen Gogurts. A month's supply of Popsicles disappears and they all forget how to count to one, as in one (1) soda per day max. (It is summer after all.)
Baths are forgotten and the children eventually begin to compare the trails of earwax oozing out of their ears.
Her blog gets abandoned for a while and when she comes back to it, she's still so off kilter she just posts a little ditty she wrote a while ago and hopes her readers enjoy it.
It's good to finally be well!
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