It's Converse Shoreland tenny pumpers for me.
Sometimes brown leather biker boots or soft luxurious cowboy boots....gifts from my Mother.....a mountain trip....her mountains.
I have a pair of her fancy fur boots....black. she had many. A pair of green sub zero boots, with inserts, that were my father's....never worn.
I used to wear sandals, a lot, but my toes rebelled, ending that.
I'm not having a great day.....storm prep. Kids not committing to leaving mountains with me, so I can shut off water into house, and drain the pipes......I want to kick the new instant hot water heater to death.....straight natural gas is SO SMART cause one still has hot water when power goes. This new tankless thing requires I blind unscrew front panel and reset button A to get to B to raise water temp back to HOT, bc it only gets warm on default setting. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
The handyman, who cancelled when I was halfway home from lake house Monday morning to meet him, is here an hour late, using my leaf blower and shovels. I was shocked he brought gloves. Not shocked he left his message board icon picture, him, appearing to angrily look down at viewer, like one is stuffed into the floorboard of a vehicle. He was a short man....quiet.....worked a shov l like a 5yo with a trowel....asked to leave at ,3:00.....explained his day this way: High blood pressure, worried he was stroking out, wanted to come back in the morning. I wasn't up for it .....have him and extra, newer shovel, and wished him well.
No hot water this am..... there's some kind of baffling mystery around the electric wire used to tie in power for the unit......a huge PITA so far. "Fixed" for now. Will see.
During yesterday's heater install....the contractor answered a call from him s basement renter, then ran out the crawlspace, bc his wife and a dog got "tore up" by other dogs....hospital .....just ran.
He cam back, but was shaking.....kept repeating...."lawsuit, not gonna recover from this."
His dogs killed his renter's shitzu.....OMG.
And so it was we finishedthe heater install that failed this morning.
I'm having another coffee......a terrible idea, but the warm comfort is apparently worth the increased caffeine stress.
The wrens are back, checking out their watering can nest. Reminding me to breathe, and carry on with what I can do.....to give gratitude for the lovely things you n my life.
I've stopped worrying about the ice and snow. The kids will survive.
I'll be at the lake, prioritizing self care and upcoming projects.....
or, as quoted from Strange Brew, the movie...."I'll be in the kitchen, selling smokes."
