Getting Humped by Karma

IMG_1438We 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…

downloadOh 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.

1937460_800164913350551_6924583596107661514_nIs 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…

About Nya Rawlyns

Crossing boundaries, taking no prisoners. Write what’s in your soul. It’s the bass beat, the heartbeat, the lyrics rude and true. Nya Rawlyns is the pseudonym of a writer who cut her teeth on sports-themed romantic comedy and historical romances before finding her true calling in the wilderness areas she has visited but calls “home” in that place that counts the most: the heart. She has lived in the country and on a sailboat on the Chesapeake Bay, earned more than 1000 miles in competitive trail and endurance racing, taught Political Science to unwilling freshmen, and found an avocation in materials science. When she isn’t tending to her garden or the horses, the cats, or two pervert parakeets, she can be found day dreaming and listening to the voices in her head.
This entry was posted in Getting humped by Karma. Bookmark the permalink.

One Response to Getting Humped by Karma

  1. mo883mpetersdesires says:

    I hope all’s fixed now … *hugs* Glad you guys are safe, if wet (and with slightly smaller bank accounts… ouch…).



Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

Gravatar Logo

You are commenting using your account. ( Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change )


Connecting to %s