Never start a plumbing repair on Sunday. It is now Monday
evening and we have no prospect of water until tomorrow. Ted attempted a toilet repair and it is hopelessly screwed up. After we mopped up gallons of water that took every
towel in the linen closet, all the plumbers have gone home
and there is no prospect of getting one until tomorrow. we
both regret getting into it. The plants are starving for
water. I have emergency water for Rex and coffee. However, I am in need of a shower and a shampoo.
This has been an absurdly busy day. Massive grocery shopping took most of the morning. Rex will not allow
anyone but me to see him eat. He has a burning need
for privacy so until I moved his food away from Ted's
view, he moped about and hung around my heels and
begged.
Wouldn't you know that my one social event of the
month has to be cancelled because of the plumbing?
I can't go out to lunch in my present grungy state.
Well, as Scarlet said, "Tomorrow is another day."