Travel Travails

02/25/2008

You all know I am a big proponent of “I am fully responsible for what happens to me in my life.” Well, it seems, since I left home this morning to travel to Dayton, Ohio, a pipe that is part of our heating system at The Farm decided it was time to leak, and leak it did.  The pipe is located in the ceiling over our family room near our kitchen.  The leak apparently sprung sometime after I left the house this morning and Nancy was already at work.  Bottom-line, it leaked most of the day.  Some of the ceiling is ready to drop, the carpet is soaked and water has leaked so thoroughly through it there is a rather large puddle in the basement.  It is 9pm and a plumber is at my house charging me by the minute at a rate I hate to even try to guess.  These kinds of things happen to all of us, so what do you do but chuckle at the timing.  I was at home every night last week and all was well.  I suppose this is what you get with an older home.  Some might use a graphic term that refers to “fecal matter occurring,’ but for me, it’s just part of life.  Nancy is the one bearing the load of this untimely event.  I just get to apologize for not being there for her and accepting this event as being all my fault.  God knows I’m sorry, but God also knows I would not trade a minute of my life for anyone else’s.  See ya!

And that is all I have to say about that…