ACK, I just experienced a perturbation in the force tonight.
After supper, Bella and I were chilling in the living room when we heard a loud crash emanate from the basement. We both looked at each other, shrugged, and proceeded on with our joint DS Professor Layton battle on the couch. Puzzle games are clearly a priority in this household.
In hindsight, the correct response here would have been to investigate immediately.
Flash-forward 4 hours to our return from evening soccer practice. Bella heads downstairs to swap her laundry from washer to dryer. I was right on her heels, intending to change clothes quick to take the dogs out for late night stroll. We both come to a screeching halt at the bottom of the steps as my brain struggles to process why the basement floor is all covered in blue ooze.
Hmmm....
Turns out our entirely full tub of liquid laundry detergent, which was perched on a shelf about 2 foot above our dryer, was "the crashing sound". As it hit the top of the dryer, the lid snapped in half and it settled on its side, gracefully purging 1/2 of its liquid contents all over the dryer and everything within about a 5 foot radius.
On the positive side? I won't need to use soap to wash my hands for the next WEEK and my basement "bedroom" smells delightfully of spring Tide.
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