Sure, on the ground outside. In my house? Not so much.
Because, you see, as much as we needed all that rain that filtered through here Friday evening, I didn't need the damn headache of it absolutely frying my well.
There was a lightning strike at four that morning which sizzled my retinas. I swear it must have hit the electric pole right outside the house. The result? Other than children freaking out and hauling around flashlights because our electric was off?
NO DAMN WATER.
Yeah. Isn't that lovely?
So now I've got to call the dang well guys (at LEAST a $60 charge for a visit) and have them see what the hell happened. Nice guys. But I'd rather see them at a social event where I didn't have to pay for the pleasure of their company. *sigh*
We have a friend who will let us wash clothes, fill up jugs, etc. about ten minutes from the house. So, I'll be contacting her today and pleading for a shower and whatnot.
It was just another expense I really didn't need at this point in time. Then again, I'm not being snobbish to the well. I didn't need any expenses. *grins*
On the lighter side of the well debacle...I've already explained the fact that I'm very down-to-earth and all that. And you know, of course, I'm rather hick.
It rained yesterday also. During the day. Almost looked like a monsoon in my front yard at times. But we let the kids stay out and run amuck in it. Warm rain, mind you. They were shrieking and laughing. I sat on the warm, dry couch and snickered to my heart's content. Then I thought, what the hell, and took the shampoo out to them. They thought they'd died and gone to heaven. So yes. I had four little people in my front yard washing their hair yesterday. *laughing*
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