What were those little spots on the ceiling? What was that tan streak? The Plumber arrived this morning to diagnose the situation. We pictured sawzall through the wall plastering and repainting.
Fortunately, the little curved pipe right at the control handle was the easily solved $14.95 issue. Sure the labor cost, but in the scheme of nothings we were excited that our plumber bill was almost within the price of the anniversary night stay in Boston and a very nice dinner we HAD been planning. Whew!
August Showers bring the plumber!
August 16, 2011
rainy day Monday
August 15, 2011
Yes, it’s pouring rain… in August… a few weeks before school starts and the teachers wander in to survey their classrooms and take stock… preparing for the upcoming year…. the weeds grow… the gutters fill and the kids scatter in their bright raincoats to play in the puddles… savoring every moment!
looking at things differently
August 10, 2011
Came across Gary Soto’s poem Time With You on Writers’ Almanac feed…. about impetuous youth
“I want to stuff sand through a fat hourglass and rip the pages from the calendar”
At this point in August I think most teachers would long for the opposite…a narrow opening for the sand to trickle through and those calendar pages lingering on for longer than 24 hours …
I feel that way about these days at my desk as I try to puzzle through the schedule and patch up all the summer doings….
This will be my last ( I’m fairly certain) opening of school and I’m not ready for that….
well, maybe I am, but not today.
