Officially I have been banned from asking that question, but seriously... what's the next storm on our horizon? I need to ask so that I can be prepared. As if...
To recap: I was just getting to where I didn't cry at every passing thought of Momma when I took that unplanned shortcut down the stairs in January. Finally, finally...come mid-May, and I was feeling much better and on top of both my back problems and my positional vertigo nemesis. Getting back in my garden brought joy to my sore soul. Hooray! Then...
Missy M fell and broke her foot and possibly damaged the tendon, putting her on crutches and out of commission for a minimum of 6-8 weeks. So we throw a few things in the Endeavor...including the 3 dogs...and head to KY for the duration. Well, the dogs and I are here for the long-haul; Mr. T has to keep the pedal to the metal, driving back and forth, to and fro, hither and yon.
And then...
Major rainstorm gathered and dumped gallons of water...flowing right into her basement. Two dehumidifiers, a rather large squeegee, and a box fan eventually helped handle that problem.
And then...
The hot water heater here gave up the ghost. Lots of research via the Internet pointed us in the right direction, but Mr. T still had to go to Lowe's to purchase and sign the forms. It seems that Jefferson County is one of the few places on Earth that requires a permit to install a hot water heater, broken foot or not. Sigh.
OK. So got that taken care of. New one installed last Monday. Ain't she a beaut? And churning out lots of lovely hot water. Ahhhh...
And then...
The central AC stopped conditioning any air. Of course this happened on a very warm day...and Missy M is uncomfortable enough dealing with that heavy (warm) cast. Thank goodness, she had two window units from Bro T and SIL LaD stored in her basement. Yea, Bro T!!! Mr. T installed these jewels before he left, and the weather cooperated by turning a tad cooler.
And then...
Gus got sick. He's probably the oldest of the 5 dogs...possibly nearing 14 or 15; not sure of his age when we adopted him 9 years ago yesterday. He has severe arthritis and congestive heart problems, but he keeps on keeping on. But then he kept on throwing up. For a whole day. Possibly a bad stomach reaction to his meds? Not sure, but he seems better now. Still, Missy M was trying to care for him while I was out getting her prescription refilled when she took a tumble off her crutches and onto the floor. She's OK...a bit battered for her efforts...and permanently banned from helping again.
And then...
Duche$$ got sick. She's got more of those cysts that she's had surgery for in the past...and of course, one has opened. Got her on antibiotics. Fingers crossed.
And then...
The guy who came out yesterday to repair the AC says the fan motor is shot ($750...for the second time in 5 years), and she's probably better off buying a whole new central unit. He's sending an estimator to check it out and give us the bad news today.
Any bets on what happens next? It's a bright and shiny...and warm...day here in Derby Town, but is that little black Raincloud still hovering above? We shall see.
[Thank you for allowing me to vent. I know that these are not major problems, only life's little annoyances...well, except for Missy M's foot...and we will deal with them, each in its own fashion. I just needed to capture all that was happening, because we'll need a good laugh in the future...:)]
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