If It's Not One Damned Thing, It's Another

If you've been reading this blog, you know all about the trials and tribulations I endured recently when the trailer park I live in flooded after a couple of rainstorms. Well, it hasn't rained now for a couple of weeks, which left me rather puzzled about the fact that I still have a great big puddle (actually, "pond" might be a better description) in my front yard. We've had a number of hot sunny days lately, so, I wondered, why hasn't it dried up? The rest of the trailer park is dry. Admittedly, my yard was worse off than most of the rest of the park, but, still, it struck me as rather odd.

In retrospect, it should have been obvious, and I'm now smacking myself on the head for missing it. But you get into these cause-and-effect lines of thinking, you know? The trailer park flooded in the last rains. There is water in my front yard. Fact A must surely the cause of Fact B. I really should know better.

The truth, of course, is that the water hasn't dried up because it's being continually replenished: there is a leaky pipe under my trailer. Fortunately, the park's landlord is a little more on the ball than I am, apparently, and, having also noticed the water, sent somebody out to investigate and discovered what the problem actually is. They left a note on my door yesterday (which I didn't see until this morning and almost didn't see at all, because it had fallen off the door and was resting under my front steps) telling me to get it fixed ASAP because they could do without a nice little mosquito hatchery in their park, thank you very much. And I am in complete agreement with them on this point, I must say.

I tried calling the plumbers I usually use this morning, but they're never in their office and were running entirely true to form today, so I said screw it and called up the new guy in the yellow pages. He says he can be here bright and early tomorrow morning. Which means I'll have to be up bright and early tomorrow morning, but, hey, whatever it takes to get my world dried out again. Of course, I still need to get the roof fixed... Aaargh. I hate being a homeowner.