This godsdamned monsoon has turned my yard and my basement into a fucking lake. As everyone knows, shit rolls downhill and my house is on a steep hill. Fortunately, I only get 2 houses’ worth of river rather than the deluge the houses farther down the street get. The leakage we thought we’d fixed in the basement is not fixed, so the sump pump is running almost contiuously – which is irritating when it’s right beneath my feet when I’m at my desk.
I’m surprised the fucking DSL is working. It’d be my luck to have it down when I have web work to do. It’s not giving me full speed, though, because I’ve been trying to upload a video to YouTube for about half an hour and it’s still grinding. Eh, fuck it. You can see the video of the sharpshinned hawk some other time.
I woke up at 6 fucking 30 this morning and never got back to sleep. It’s 9:30 and I’m ready for a nap. Between the cats and the sump pump going on and off every 26 seconds (yah, I counted) it was useless. Then at 8:30 it sounded like it was stuck on, so I had to haul my ass out into the pouring rain to check it out. It was fine, naturally. Had I not checked it would have stayed on and burned out. There are reasons why I handled it myself…
Of course it’s hard to get to the pump with all the SHIT that’s piled up in the basement (being ruined by the water). As soon as the weather breaks, it’s going to be cleaned out. Everything that is non essential is getting tossed/freecycled. I’m done with having every square inch of this house jammed with CRAP that someone refuses to get rid of because “we might need it”. Same goes for the attic. Heads up, packrat: you’d best mark what is essential, because I’m getting rid of everything up there.
Another reason I’m pissy today is because I went to bed mad, which I know better than to do.
So, this is me with my Cranky Pants fully ON. I will not be attending Taylor’s birthay dinner tonite due to said Pants. It’s best I just stay in and do my geek work. I truly am FOUL today.
However, the sound of the Weasel getting cold water sprayed on him from the shower that was left on is music to my ears. He did it to me yesterday and payback is shweet. I feel a little better.