Monday, June 29, 2009

gang aft agley

Concerns about our water pressure mingled with images from my current bed time reading (Silks by Dick Francis and Felix Francis) caused me nightmares about plumbing fixtures bursting and drowning ceilings in gushing water. Unfortunately, this morning my dream turned out to be prescient. No ceilings were inundated, but hundreds of gallons of hot water poured out beneath our house when a joint burst from excess pressure. No painting today, while we clean up and wait for plumbers.

Some day I want a house where the water heater isn't hidden behind a clothes closet (a common arrangement in manufactured housing).

(Thanks to Robbie Burns for the title).

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