Today was fish tank day. That means I drain about 5 gallons of water out of the 55-gallon tank, scrub down the inside tank walls, clean the gravel, clean the outside filter and change the cartridges if needed, then water the house plants with the dirty water and refill the tank with fresh H2O.
Normally a 30-45 minute job with no hassles. Plus it’s kind of relaxing – nothing requiring deep thought or concentration.
After all the steps listed above were completed today, I was left with about ½ gallon of extra water. Normally, that gets thrown off the deck into the back yard, and the plastic buckets are stored outside until the following week.
This afternoon, instead of picking the pail up by its handle, I grabbed the bucket's rim and lifted it off the floor. The next word out of my mouth was, “MOTHERFUCKER,” as the rim broke, the bucket dropped and water poured over the living room’s parquet and white oak floor.
Four old bath towels and much cussing later, the floor was no longer flooded. There’s still a fine sheen of moisture over a 6-foot square area, but heat and air should dry that up in about an hour.
So much for my weekly Zen experience. Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah, Happy New Year and have a big bang on the 4th.