The Fountain of Chaos

I was so cocky!

When the hot water fountained out of our concrete slab in the first week of January, I immediately started some heavy lifting (moving our office furniture, our workout equipment, ripping up the flooring, etc.)

“All I need is a plumber!” I cried as I flung it all hither and yon. “A few fans! We’ll be OK! Back to normal in no time at all!”

That’s what I said.

What actually ensued was almost three months of chaos, with me wildly insisting all would be okay “by next weekend!” to anyone who asked me how I was doing. Lordy, was I deluded, or what?

As it turns out, when you are recovering from a major home repair there is not only the debilitating chaos of Repairing the Home. There is also the mega chaos of Putting Everything Back the Way It Was Before, Especially After You Flung It So Energetically Into The Living Room.

My office is finally put back together, and now I am going through the correspondence that has piled up since early January. To all who have waited patiently for a response from me, I apologize profusely. To all who believed me when I said I’d be back online “this weekend!”… goodness, will you ever trust me again?

I’m so sorry, thank you all for your patience, and whatever you do, don’t ever underestimate the impact of a little hot water spouting out from under your tub.