6th
July
2022
Musings from a wet afternoon
Rainy day. I would not notice, except that I have this mysterious hole in the basement. And it fills with water. And the particular pump that causes me to lose sleep in the spring is back to humming, uselessly. My next move includes spending money at the hardware store (after finding a close model match) and then doing the replacement dance. Or, as an alternative, I can perfect my skills as a water bearer. No, don’t call me Aquarius. This is me dipping, pulling, dumping, repeat. And I wish there was a better strategy.
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