Husband + Kitchen = Disaster

So, on Friday, Kim called me at work:

"First off, Abigail and I are ok..."

So, honestly, what am I to think? Of course all the worst things go through my mind. What really happened? Kim started a small grease fire, which activated the sprinklers. Abby and Kim are ok. The kitchen, however, has seen better days.

Because there was a fire, there's soot. Everywhere. Walls, floors, hallway....dishes, pots, pans, silverware, on the cabinets, in the cabinets, in the drawers. Everywhere. And, where there is soot, there is water. There was about 3 inches, maybe more, of water in the kitchen. The water also leaked into the floors below. That wasn't that bad though. There's probably a little bit of sheet rock that needs to be repaired. A lot of my stash of grains, rice, noodles and the like had to be thrown out. Thankfully, a great deal of food we were able to save. And my chocolate stash was also saved ^-^ The coffee was fine, but we had to throw out a bit of tea. No worries, we'll happily buy more. We're not sure if any of the appliances were harmed, the grinder had water in the bottom bowl. Again, not worries if I have to pay for a new one. Kim and I are kinda hoping the microwave got damaged, as it's on it's last leg and we're itching to get a new one. The walls need to be painted, and we're probably going to re-wax the floors.

Honestly, it could be a million times worse. We're very, very lucky. Kim and I are going to spend all day tomorrow, and probably Tuesday cleaning. I'm sure the apartment will sparkle when we're done with it ^-^

I probably should be more pissed at Kim. I'm not. I have this feeling deep down that something positive will come out of this. Maybe it'll be my apartment being completely spotless. Or maybe I'll get a shiny new microwave. *shrug* I do know I'm slightly annoyed because Wednesday I spent all day cleaning the kitchen. You wouldn't be able to tell now...