I didn't get up to Hudson for a little over three weeks due to working through weekends - and all around life fatigue. Which is why I have had nothing to report. Luckily, we headed up for a day last Thursday because I couldn't stand it for another second. I missed that friggin house! So I nagged Joe - under the auspices of draining the white trash pool. True, that thing has kept me awake at night (it would not be cute if thousands of gallons of mossy-moldy water came crashing down on the house) but honestly - I just needed a reason to get up there.
Come on in, the pea soup is fine!
That's two years of rain water baby.
I brought lots of country knowledge into the marriage. So I knew how to siphon. How does my brain have the room to hold stuff like that but no room to hold... say... my home phone number?