Hello Everyone. How are you this glorious night.<\/p>\n
Well I’m sure Mercury is getting ready to come out of Retrograde because driving is just crazy.<\/p>\n
My son and I were on the highway and this guy just starts pulling towards us from the back. I’m like OMG. I do my usual energy thing but he keeps coming. My son yelled “Blow the Horn”. I guess it was on his side so he was really stressed. Thank goodness no one was beside me. I think he was actually quite corked or something because he was driving a bit strange. I stayed behind him. I have expected to see him in the ditch as we drove.<\/p>\n
Onto my story.<\/p>\n
So this morning I am doing dishes and my feet feel wet. I looked down and it was like I somehow spilled some coffee. I thought it strange and continued. Then it was unmistakable I didn’t spill this water something was happening. I looked under the sink and the whole piping that goes into the sink was about 2 inches down and the water was just pouring out. It somehow rotted away.<\/p>\n
That is so hilarious. Bobby was none too pleased. I really don’t know why he bought a 120 year old house when he doesn’t have a handy bone in his body. When things break we make due. The bathtub plumbing goes we use the shower. I’m not sure what will happen if the shower breaks. Even though I was totally aware that putting water where there was no plumbing for some reason I kept putting water down the sink and then I had to wipe it all up shaking my head at how dumb that was. Talk about belief systems. Finally I dragged my son over to the dollar store and we picked up a plastic tub thing.<\/p>\n
I’m not complaining as I was never really a house person myself. I don’t think we would be here even if it wasn’t for our 100 pound dogs. Somehow condo living doesn’t allow for that. They love to bark too. So for us after the dogs are gone its off to a condo and no more dogs. Although I would love a little yorkie named Abigail although I think I might have to wait until my next life. Although I could keep her in my purse.<\/p>\n
We have accepted that I’m no Martha and my husband is no Tim the Toolman. Maybe this time we are going to have to call a plumber. I heard there are places you can call and all the repairmen are women. I like that idea. I think that would be fun.<\/p>\n
So that’s it for today. I’m out for the night.<\/p>\n
I hope everyone has a wonderful Monday.<\/p>\n
Quote for you:<\/p>\n
“If I had my life to live over again, I’d be a plumber.” Albert Einstein<\/p>\n
Until we meet again, Sharon<\/p>\n