So lets keep rolling. Fast forward through the work day.....it was the usual kind of day.
So I get off work and go to Out Of The Closet to donate an old fish tank that I had in the garage and riding in the back of Thunderbolt since I moved everything out on Monday, Memorial Day. OotC is like Goodwill accept the they money they raise from their sales go to helping Aids patients and research. It was only suppose to be 10 minutes away from work, but the traffic made it like 25 minutes. In turn, getting back to the area around "base-camp" became like a 45 minute drive. I stopped at a Coffee Bean (CB)to go online where I've been writing these post. (Also aside from the Wi-fi being free, I love Coffee Bean....its better than Starbucks, but that's just me...shot out to CB fan/patrons.)
So earlier I had a text convo with N-V saying that I was going to cook because I couldn't take eating out anymore....lol I needed real food. I was going to buy a few cheap pots to use but he said he had some. So when I finished at CB I went to base camp to check out what he had and if he was home, take any suggestion as to what he wanted to eat....plus he wanted to go rent a ladder which was why I had to get the fish tank out of my car to make sure we had space for this ladder. I get to the house, N-V isn't home so I call and he said he was in the store getting stuff to barbeque and would be home in like 10 minutes.
So I just chill out and wait for him. Although it took longer than 10 minutes, N-V arrive with Mr. One-date from the night before, with a few bags of groceries. N-V was determined to barbeque. He had hamburgers, turkey burgers, hot dogs, hot links, and a slab of baby back ribs. Not one vegetable. He go out and starts the fire, while we waitfor the fire to get hot, they apparently also bought some wine and started drinking. Since no veggies were present, I decide that would be how I'd contribute to the meal and tell them that I'm going to run to the store.
When I return from the store, I put the bags on the counter. As I'm standing there I can hear running water and make sure the kitchen sink isn't running and it wasn't. I walk down the short hall towards "my" room and bathroom. I find the toilet running over and the marble floor flooded. I go to inform N-V of the situation and Mr. One-date announces that he is leaving and that he'll talk to N-V tomorrow.
I am of course confused because before I went to the store I was told we were all eating together. While N-V is in the bathroom, mopping the water off the floor he tells me that Mr. One-date (who is Armenian) made a comment about black people that N-V didn't like so he sent him home. (I think N-V identifies himself as "blatino.") I don't know what the comment was, didn't ask, I just didn't want it to be something I said or did that sent Mr. One-date away.
When N-V finished mopping the bathroom floor he thought to go check the basement/storage room that's right under the bathroom. It was flooded there too. He decide to call his handiman. It would seem that the basement had be flooded if for a while and that was the reason that there wasn't any hot water that first night I took a shower because the water put out the pilot light on the water heater. LOL I just wanted it to be clear that the problem was not from anything I did!
While N-V handled with the bathroom flood, I was cooking.... in the dark. I hate trying to cook on the grill in the dark. N-V had put some turkey burgers on the grill while I was gone. They were about burnt. I had bought some pepper and garlic salt and seasoned the baby back ribs, then put it on the grill. I made green beans to go with everything, N-V still wanted hot dogs. So I put that on the grill also while the ribs were cooking. And despite cooking in the dark, everything came out pretty good. We ate and chatted. Then like 11pm N-V's piece-de-jour showed up and shortly there after They went upstairs and I climbed into my sleeping back and passed out.
Sincerely,
Pharaoh
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