We had another Stormageddon. This one was mostly bluster with some sideways rain. Not so bad here on the hacienda but a half mile away it took down trees, dumped lines on the road and created significant mayhem. We lost power briefly. Mostly we lost internet.

18 hours without internet. OK, OK, it’s a First World Problem (get a grip, woman) but OMFG, the withdrawal symptoms were just … just … dreadful.

To fill in the time I did grocery shopping, went to the post office, the bank, the insurance agent about the burst pipe…

Oh yeah, sometime yesterday morning a copper pipe (leading from the well holding tank and disappearing into the concrete floor) burst, spraying the inside walls under the stairs for hours. My first clue was a growing wet spot on the carpet by the stairs. We’re on a slab, it didn’t make any sense unless the slab split and we had water upwelling.

Carpet iffy. Insulation in that stairwell cubby, shot.

We had an emergency visit from the plumber who, during the height of the storm, managed to repair the pipe and get us water. When you have horses and chickens, being without any water is kind of a big deal.

Now I’m playing catch-up with emails.

Is it the weekend yet? Is it Margarita o’clock yet? On the rocks, salt, whatever flavor you have on hand.

Ask ye not what else can go wrong…