Not so much fun and games

Didn’t I just say that my busy life appeared to be returning to a normal pace? Boy, when I’m wrong I am really wrong.

First, let me apologize. Every 15-hour day that passed, I thought was the last one and that “tomorrow” would bring a let-up. I’ve pretty much been wrong about that all week.

Then this weekend, Baby Dog needed to make an unplanned vet trip (she’ll be fine but is on antibiotics). And yesterday, well, where to I start about that?

First, it rained. It rained for inches, and the 5 or so inches of snow from that pretty little snow earlier in the week turned first to slush and then mud and then simply puddles. Sometime yesterday afternoon the cabin basement started to flood. So it was time to drag out the pumps. I would pump out the basement and so turn off the pumps and then within an hour or so, the basement was filling up again. I played that round of fun and games several times.

Then sometime after midnight, the rain turned to sleet and then snow. So now, I had a flooded basement with a falling temperature and snow. At some point the water hose taking the water out of the basement froze, and I was left to use the baby, battery-operated pump. Fortunately, by this time, the basement was no longer filling up with water quite so fast.

And now? Well, once the basement gets down to about .25 inch of water, none of the pumps will work, and that’s the situation now. And fortunately, the day is now above freezing, so the spectre of a frozen basement is past, at least until after sunset. Hopefully by then that last remaining quart inch of water will have drained away, if for no other reason than I need a good night’s sleep.

So you see, life in a cabin isn’t all sweetness and light, beauty and interesting birds or animals. It can be long nights of work too.

But this morning, the weather has cleared and the sky is beautiful. Of course, it’s windy and there’s ice underneath the snow (and atop the trees), but let’s pretend there’s nothing but beauty there, too.