I have been having a little trouble figuring out the plumbing in our flat, Saturday night I never could fill the tub for a bath, but on Sunday I finally made some progress and made the water come out of the proper spout.
Monday morning was not to be a hair day, you women know what I mean. I was just going to fill the tub for a quick bath (remember, I had just conquered this contraption the day before) so I could hurry over to the chapel to meet the St. Albans Zone for a meeting. I leaned over the tub and turned the water on and that crazy thing on the top turned on and started flipping around all over the place. I tried to grab it but it was moving around the tub like a snake and by the time I got it under control it had absolutely soaked me, head to toe. nice.
My quick morning routine was completely thrown off schedule.
I was late.
Fortunately, President Jordan knows me well enough to take one look at my dripping head and walk away...