It's Fucking Freezing!!!!!
What a week so far!!!
We had a lovely lil getaway and a great time at the Body Art Expo in Pomona (check out my upcoming article at my An Artists Journey Blog, for more details).
Got a call from F on Sat. saying there was no hot water. The hot water pipes to the house had frozen. They tried boiling water to no avail, so we just had to hope the pipe would thaw. By Sunday, all the pipes were frozen. No water to the house, nor to the tank from the pump. The pump relay switch blew a fuse trying to pump ice. A fixed that, finally thawed enough to get water to the tank, but here I sit on Wednesday still with no water to the house.
This sux. I boiled drinking water on Monday to wash dishes and clean up, and again yesterday. At least yesterday the outside faucets had thawed, so I could water the animals and do some more dishes and flush the toilet (we were almost out of the 25 gallons we'd brought from B's house for that sort of thing).
This morning Tam went in to work after hopefully ascertaining that the block on the truck hadn't cracked (she only had a little antifreeze in it. Thank the Gods that it seems to have been enough. She's getting more today).
So here I sit in the bedroom heated by our lovely little blue flame propane heater, trying to keep warm while I build the fire in the livingroom fireplace to take the chill off enough to wake the birds up.
This is insane. This place is so high maintenance. It seems that one must always do 3 things before one can do what needs to be done, and when things like this go on, the ratio is more like 10 to 1!!!
As my Grandmother says "It's a good life if you don't weaken".
I lost my voice at the Expo. It's par for the course for me since my last stint in a band. I can't remember what the condition is called, but it's not the throat itself, rather the supporting musculature that gets strained. Pavoratti has it. *s* At least I'm in good company.
The big bummer is that I think I'm coming down with something. Tam, too.
So I'm trying to lay out my day (I like to think of it like that; an artistic layout, rather than a linear list), and so far simply can't decide how to arrange things. What elements to include, and which must, perforce, be left out.
I'd love to sort through my new ink supplies and put them each in their place...
I need to boil water for dishes, but only have one pan of water until at least the exterior faucets thaw...
I want to start writing for the aforementioned ink blog...
I need to clean Birdy's cage in preparation for her move to her new home this weekend...
And right now all I can do is sit here and try to keep warm. It's fucking freezing! (We have a title!!!) and on that note, I'll close for now.
We had a lovely lil getaway and a great time at the Body Art Expo in Pomona (check out my upcoming article at my An Artists Journey Blog, for more details).
Got a call from F on Sat. saying there was no hot water. The hot water pipes to the house had frozen. They tried boiling water to no avail, so we just had to hope the pipe would thaw. By Sunday, all the pipes were frozen. No water to the house, nor to the tank from the pump. The pump relay switch blew a fuse trying to pump ice. A fixed that, finally thawed enough to get water to the tank, but here I sit on Wednesday still with no water to the house.
This sux. I boiled drinking water on Monday to wash dishes and clean up, and again yesterday. At least yesterday the outside faucets had thawed, so I could water the animals and do some more dishes and flush the toilet (we were almost out of the 25 gallons we'd brought from B's house for that sort of thing).
This morning Tam went in to work after hopefully ascertaining that the block on the truck hadn't cracked (she only had a little antifreeze in it. Thank the Gods that it seems to have been enough. She's getting more today).
So here I sit in the bedroom heated by our lovely little blue flame propane heater, trying to keep warm while I build the fire in the livingroom fireplace to take the chill off enough to wake the birds up.
This is insane. This place is so high maintenance. It seems that one must always do 3 things before one can do what needs to be done, and when things like this go on, the ratio is more like 10 to 1!!!
As my Grandmother says "It's a good life if you don't weaken".
I lost my voice at the Expo. It's par for the course for me since my last stint in a band. I can't remember what the condition is called, but it's not the throat itself, rather the supporting musculature that gets strained. Pavoratti has it. *s* At least I'm in good company.
The big bummer is that I think I'm coming down with something. Tam, too.
So I'm trying to lay out my day (I like to think of it like that; an artistic layout, rather than a linear list), and so far simply can't decide how to arrange things. What elements to include, and which must, perforce, be left out.
I'd love to sort through my new ink supplies and put them each in their place...
I need to boil water for dishes, but only have one pan of water until at least the exterior faucets thaw...
I want to start writing for the aforementioned ink blog...
I need to clean Birdy's cage in preparation for her move to her new home this weekend...
And right now all I can do is sit here and try to keep warm. It's fucking freezing! (We have a title!!!) and on that note, I'll close for now.
Labels: body art expo, freeze, frozen pipes, layout
