Timing Is Everything

It’s a good news, bad news sort of thing. Everything’s fine and we still have electricity. That’s the good news. Bad news: we have no water. We don’t know why - not yet. Over the last several days, we’ve had a few fierce storms with tremendous downpours. Rain pouring down in buckets doesn’t quite cover it. Looking out the window, the rain was so thick, dense and torrential, it looked white. Luckily, though our electricity browned out a couple of times, we never lost the power for more than a moment or two.

After another big storm this afternoon, we heard emergency vehicles race by the house. A little while later we heard some commotion outside. The fire trucks were tapping a water source down the road from our house in order to battle a house fire on another street. Thankfully, no one was hurt and the main part of their home is still habitable.

Because of the storms and the hubbub, I had delayed taking my shower on a laze-around-the-house-read-the-papers-Sunday. I had just gotten into the shower, when the water cut out. I’ve already crossed the TMI (too much information) line here, but suffice it to say, it wasn’t at as soapily-awkward a moment as it might have been. However, I was far from being through the shower and ready to grab a towel. Chuck heard my mellifluous: “Yoo hoo, Sweetie?” (Read: CHUCK!!!!! ) and quickly checked the pump in the basement. He came back up to the second floor with two cold tea kettles of water for me and information. The good news: the pump appeared to have nothing obviously wrong with it. The bad news: the pump appeared to have nothing obviously wrong with it!

We went out and bought some gallon jugs of water. We also bought a pizza and brought that home for dinner. The pizza was good. The ginger ale on the rocks with Pimms No.1 was equally good. The pump guys will be here first thing in the morning. Hopefully, by the afternoon, we’ll have both water and some money left in our checking account!