I Drink Your Water

Well, the good news is that we have water again at our house. The bad news – the pipes are still frozen under the road, so our water is coming from a hose attached to the neighbor’s house. I kid you not.

When I called the neighbors to explain the situation, I couldn’t resist starting with, “I drink your milkshake.” Luckily they had seen the movie.

Water restored. Back to writing.

 

Writer Without Water

Well, the Kickstarter project is launched and the goal was to get back to writing. Until my 140-year old house lost water yesterday. Apparently state-of-the-art for the early 1900’s is no longer so great when it comes to underground pipes. Two days later and still no idea where it’s frozen – just “somewhere outside under 3 feet of snow.” The search continues.

I think I can officially call myself a “struggling writer” now.