Drains. December. And Andrew

 

My shower...
Wait, it figures in, I promise.
(Casey's rubber ducky)...

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Good Morning, and Happy December!

Not sure how much snow we got- Maybe about 3 or 4 inches of the white fluffy stuff... Hard to tell as it blows around the yard.
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Last night before it really started coming down hard.

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And this morning,
just as the dawn was breaking...

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It is currently 26 degrees-
Not so bad until you figure in the 'breeze'; which will be about 20 mph all day; and gusting to 30.
That adds a bit more chill to being outside.

I am thinking that I do not wish to get out and shovel until the winds die down.
(With any luck, that might be next March).

hehehe

I woke yesterday with a bit of a migraine-
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I took my little pills, and still my head could have gone either way.

I decided to go stand in a warm shower for a while. But first ran the washer full of water so it could wash a load while I was showering.

The day got a little better as I emptied the pockets of a pair of jeans I had thrown in the hamper...
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hehehe
I always LOVE these little 'finds'...

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I load the washer and start the load.
I get in the shower and let the warm water run all over my head.

Getting out of the shower I hear the laundry still agitating.
This is good timing, as I have been caught every now and then still in the tub when it goes to rinse- (Generally a very HOT awakening).

As I towel dry, the washer goes into it's first drain cycle. My washer drains outside through the sump pump hosing...

Suddenly I hear the darn thing draining all over my back entrance.
(That #@%!ing hosing must have froze up on me).

Since I am naked as the morning I was born, there is no way I am dashing back there to shut the darn thing off either.
(The increased B/P does nothing to help my head)...
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Kind of a drastic way to bring up the humidity on the house.
Oh well.

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Punk growls more than a few times at the noise coming through the register from the back entrance.
With her ears perked up, crooked, and cockeyed, she is just not quite sure what she was ready to protect me from either.

I throw on a pair of sneakers and go back there, knowing I would not like what I would see. There are pretty little bubble suds all over, and almost reaching to the basement steps.
I tiptoe through the water and suds, and shut the washer off.
As I peek out the back door, not a single drop of graywater has made it out the end of that drainhose.

The high yesterday was to get to about 33 degrees, so I had to wait to finish that load until the hose thawed out.

Back to the bathroom then, damning the drain in the back, Punk knew that those cockeyed ears needed cleaning as she surveyed what I had grabbed from the closet.
Yes, her paws needed a bit of attention too...
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She is not real big on this but knows she gets a nice treat after,
So she humors me anyway.

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The back entrance drained very slowly, and my rug was completely drenched...
I pitched it out the back door sometime yesterday afternoon- after I'd tired of the Packer Game (rare).

As I tossed that rug out, I noticed that i had never put the winter window in the screen door. So that got done too.

A bit warmer back there now- those breezes I'd spoken of earlier will be coming straight at that door.
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Since I am not decorating this year,
perhaps I'll just hang a bulb out my window
onto the shrubs...
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(Photos courtesy of Snowstorm Andrew)...

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I'd better close- I still have a laundry room floor to scrub, snow to move, and that rug (now buried and frozen solid) to find and hang on the line.

Love to all-
Have a Mah~velous Monday!

XOXO
Me

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Originally posted to my Y! 360, Monday December 1, 2008 - 08:22am (CST)