Things that pass for excitement these days.
I finally got the certificate of title for the Maxima. Took the bank long enough to get it to me.
I've tried to do research on some of the things we're going to take to the roadshow, but I am suspecting the pen-ink drawings are just nice art. Two of the 3 drawings seem to indicate "Conch House" on 2 separate streets that don't intersect. The third seems to be of a house on a street that either doesn't exist, or is just plain illegible. I'm not sure. Noone in Key West returns emails. I suspect they're by the pool drinking something fruity and alcoholic. I know I would be.
Yesterday was full of excitement. Chaz's sister calls in a panic as the city turned off her water at the street because of a leak on her side of the meter. We race up there around 4pm, and in short order find the leak in the yard right in front. Over the REALLY green section of grass and really healthy bushes; go figure. Before we start digging, it just looks like a little bubbler there in the mud; couldn't possibly be very difficult to get at. Not long into digging, we come to realize that this little leak is going to be deeper than we thought. We had to dig out 1 bush, hack another, and basically scoop through 2.5 feet, or a meter of construction debris and mud to get at the actual pipe. Sadly, no photos of Chaz and the nephews caked in mud. The connection of the city water to the house plumbing broke, so once it was exposed, it wasn't really that time consuming to fix. It wasn't fun for him to be lying in the mud with his head and arms down in a hole tho. So, 2.5 hours of digging, 1 hour of running for parts, 20 minutes to fix, and 2 hours later, the water was back on. Chaz somehow escaped with only 2 tiny tiny blisters. I, on the other hand, somehow earned a monster blister in the palm of my right hand, which while off-center, kind of reminds me of a Logan's Run Lifeclock. We should have been wearing some work gloves for doing the shovelling, I suppose.
I've tried to do research on some of the things we're going to take to the roadshow, but I am suspecting the pen-ink drawings are just nice art. Two of the 3 drawings seem to indicate "Conch House" on 2 separate streets that don't intersect. The third seems to be of a house on a street that either doesn't exist, or is just plain illegible. I'm not sure. Noone in Key West returns emails. I suspect they're by the pool drinking something fruity and alcoholic. I know I would be.
Yesterday was full of excitement. Chaz's sister calls in a panic as the city turned off her water at the street because of a leak on her side of the meter. We race up there around 4pm, and in short order find the leak in the yard right in front. Over the REALLY green section of grass and really healthy bushes; go figure. Before we start digging, it just looks like a little bubbler there in the mud; couldn't possibly be very difficult to get at. Not long into digging, we come to realize that this little leak is going to be deeper than we thought. We had to dig out 1 bush, hack another, and basically scoop through 2.5 feet, or a meter of construction debris and mud to get at the actual pipe. Sadly, no photos of Chaz and the nephews caked in mud. The connection of the city water to the house plumbing broke, so once it was exposed, it wasn't really that time consuming to fix. It wasn't fun for him to be lying in the mud with his head and arms down in a hole tho. So, 2.5 hours of digging, 1 hour of running for parts, 20 minutes to fix, and 2 hours later, the water was back on. Chaz somehow escaped with only 2 tiny tiny blisters. I, on the other hand, somehow earned a monster blister in the palm of my right hand, which while off-center, kind of reminds me of a Logan's Run Lifeclock. We should have been wearing some work gloves for doing the shovelling, I suppose.
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