Mr. Hoffa? Is That You?
I have this massive post in progress covering the last week or so, which included: getting a new water heater after a five-month wait (yay!); discovering a massive, long-term plumbing leak in the crawlspace, and summoning the plumber for the second time in two days (oh gawd); cleaning up after said plumbing leak (gross)*; discovering that our favorite restaurant, which was supposed to be our treat for all that adulting, has been playing fast and loose with the mask rules (and we really thought they were one of the good guys); discovering that the local laundromat not only wears masks but wipes down the insides of the machines after each use (and what does it say when your laundromat has better hygiene standards than your restaurant?). But let's face it, I'm never going to finish writing that.
I want this damn pandemic to be over so I can go back to pretending that most of the human race isn't a complete waste of space.
I also want to be done with all this damned adulting for a while, but I suspect the test kit to see if the water softener is doing its job has other ideas.
*Title is in tribute to what was involved in that part of the process. Climbing *over* the heat duct was the easy part.
Manually cross-posted from https://lizvogel.dreamwidth.org/233076.html because LJ are being dicks again.
I want this damn pandemic to be over so I can go back to pretending that most of the human race isn't a complete waste of space.
I also want to be done with all this damned adulting for a while, but I suspect the test kit to see if the water softener is doing its job has other ideas.
*Title is in tribute to what was involved in that part of the process. Climbing *over* the heat duct was the easy part.
Manually cross-posted from https://lizvogel.dreamwidth.org/233076.html because LJ are being dicks again.