When I got home last night, it appeared as though the drains have thawed. I'm reluctant to believe it, but if that's true, then I can get the water working again.
I had to let the water freeze because my tanks weren't draining and the sinks were filling up. If the drains work, then I can thaw out my water line and at least get water back in the kitchen. I'm hopeful. The outside temperature didn't warm up above freezing but it may have warmed up enough that the milk-house heater could keep up.
I still must skirt the front end of the trailer. Today we are expecting either: rain or freezing rain. There are two different weather forecasters in this region, and they apparently don't talk to each other.
As a funny: I've been hit on by two different guys in the past couple of weeks. Both men are over 70 years old. The first guy was surprised to find out that I'm only 38. He had thought that I was over 40. The second older gentleman is one of my escorts in the top-secret areas. He's a flight instructor. I don't know if I should be flattered or...what?
I had two cutovers yesterday, the first one in the morning and the second after 5 pm. I didn't get home until 11 pm. I have two cutovers scheduled today. One in the morning and another after 4 pm. Then I have one big cutover tomorrow, and another on Saturday. Somewhere in there I need to take my propane tanks (yes both of them) to Warrensburg and get them filled. I've been using the second tank for over 3 days now, so I expect it should run out soon. It's kinda scary running them both out in weather such as this. I also broke off one of my windshield wiper arms when I was scraping ice off the windshield the other day. Must get that replaced also.
Ah, fun fun.
You have a great day, I must wash my hair and get to work.
Thanks for listening.
MsAmber
I call this blog "Wilderness Girl", because like Moses, I feel it is my destiny to wander through the wilderness for 40 years until I have learned the lessons I need. Only then will I be allowed to settle down and apply them... . .
Bad Poetry?
- MsAmber
- I am complex, yet simple. I am hearty and frail. I am selfish and generous. I let my emotions prevail. I want to make some sense of it. Of Life, and Love, and God. I want to bring back the simple things. I know that makes me odd. But if you'll stay and read awhile maybe you'll start to see. Then maybe I can share with you a little part of me. MsAmber
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