So the water cut out…again. Normally I wouldn’t be too worried about it considering my only water needs are a half bucket of the stuff to shower with (as I say to hell with the toilets, the woods are cleaner). But yesterday was Sunday meaning that the garden was only watered sparsely at night due to the whole take off the holy day thing, which absolutely drives me berserk when it comes to finding something to do. So in order to save my green beans, tomatoes, and pimon I had to haul the water bucket by bucket the nice little quarter of a mile stretch between the garden and the pump. It wasn’t very fun.
I also got a soccer game in, which was awesome and far too long overdue. And then I slept my way through mass and dinner. Everyone was joking about how tired I was, I gave a hint of a smile passed everyone on my way to my room taking consolation in knowing that I’ll have the last laugh when the little workhorse flies off into the night sky leaving no one to fill his hoofs for another 6 months.
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