I’ve been going around with a swelled head this afternoon after reading Angela James‘ comments about me over on Marcia James’ latest James Gang post. Seriously, everyone here was subjected to another Price is Right bounce. (Believe me, it’s not a pretty sight when I bounce.)
Our hot water heater … cracked a lining, split a seam … did something, but the basement’s now flooded.
So on tomorrow’s schedule is lifting the soaked carpet, cleaning the path so the repair people can get to the hot water heater which is wedged between the furnace and a concrete slab. The only way they’re going to be able to get to it is if we tear down a wall, which is of course at the bottom of the stairs. It’s gonna be ugly, folks. Butt ugly. And so’s my mood.
What’s that saying about pride going before a fall?