On Pause At a Million Miles Per Hour

Still no baby...

Life goes on three days after the due date. Work is crazy. The kids are crazy. Daphney is crazy. Our activities are crazy. October's calendar is filling up. I keep waiting for the "you need to come home right now" call in the middle of the day...

Did I mention that Daphney woke me up last night because a skunk was in our yard? Watching the skunk dance a defensive circle dance with its tail sticking straight up in the half-light of our yard was disturbing. I'm glad Daphney kept her distance.

The Days That Try

Yesterday was one of those great days that try our collective patience with our house. Between the time I got home, and 3:00AM, here are some of the issues that popped up:

1. Our trash service is dumping us. They won't come up our drive anymore because of unspecified safety concerns. I can't imagine how we would get our trash to the end of our long driveway.
   
2. Our beautiful living room ceiling sprung a leak that has popped some of the drywall tape. I think this is a simple roof fix. But, now our ceiling is going to need to be fixed.
   
3. Water pooled in our basement. This always happens when it rains. I think I've narrowed down most of the problem to a window. It doesn't cause any problems, but it's annoying.
   
4. Daphney woke me up at 3:00 when she wouldn't stop barking. She was barking at (but wouldn't go investigate) the garbage can that had blown across the yard. I almost had to go outside in my robe to solve this problem.
   
5. The entire first floor smelled like sewage. This is an occasional problem when it's really windy from the north. The smell (but not materials) comes up through a basement floor drain that's connected to a field tile that's supposedly connected to our septic tank. This is easily solved by putting a bucket over the drain, so the smell was gone by this morning.
   

Ahh...the times that try...

On the positive side, our home theatre now has rear speakers for the first time since we moved into this house.