So much catching up to do. I think bullet points might be in order.
- If you hang with me over on Facebook you know that a week ago Sunday our central A/C died. The repairman, also a family friend, came out first thing Monday morning (thank you Dean!) and immediately determined what was wrong and ordered the part.
- The unit specific part is now obsolete.
- So he ordered a universal part.
- That wasn't due to be in until the following Friday.
- Hello 95 degree heat all week long.
- There was much finger crossing on my behalf that the universal part would indeed work on our system.
- Fast forward to Thursday of last week.
- Huge thunderstorm that deluged us with over six inches of rain in about a hours time.
- Wind, wind and more wind.
- Said wind knocked down a hefty portion of the old, giant maple tree in our front yard.
- Said hefty portion of tree landed on the power line.
- Which ultimately snapped the power pole at the edge of our property line.
- Deep breath.
- Soon after this fine discovery of said hefty portion of maple tree, I thought to open the cellar door and peer into the dark, musty cellar.
- After a flip of the light switch I saw several inches of water across the entire cellar floor.
- Good times.
- Razor heads to the cellar with headlamp on board only to quickly discover that the sump pump is clogged due to the mass of mud rushing into the cellar.
- Good, good times.
- But lightening zapped our Internet router.
- And fried the network card on our desktop.
- No Internet from Thursday night until late yesterday afternoon.
- Again I might emphasize the good times.
- But really I should because after the water recovery company came out Friday afternoon and sucked the cellar dry, we headed out on a preplanned camping trip with several other families.
- And left a key under the mat for the A/C repairman to come in Saturday and fix the system.
- And camping turned out to be just what the doctor ordered.
- A perfect end to the school year.
- A welcome relief from the stresses of home ownership.
- Forced relaxation.
- In a chair.
- Next to the creek.
- All weekend long.
- . . .
- Except during the torrential rain storm Saturday afternoon.
- Which caused us all to seek shelter in our tents hoping nothing would blow away.
- With all eight kids in our tent.
- Which, like the entire weekend, proved to be just what the doctor ordered.
So we are home now. I'm nearly out from underneath the mountain of laundry. The A/C is keeping me comfortable. The insurance adjuster was here yesterday. As was the Internet/DSL fixer guy.
It's all good.
P.S. The quilt has not yet sold. Maybe I've priced it too high. Or maybe it's meant to be mine . . . Whatever. It's all good.