As regular readers know, I have not been a happy camper this winter. Actually, I have clues that there are lots of unhappy campers, but it is my duty to affirm my angst and others will have to be responsible for their own.
I’ve mentioned a time or two that I’ve been shoveling the roof lately, and that’s because there’s an intake pipe up there which can be drifted over by snow at which time it shuts off the furnace so the furnace can’t kill us by failing to breathe.
I appreciate that.
I’m not so appreciative of the plumber who put the pipe there in the first place, and we should really talk about that sometime. If the winter ever ends, that it is. Mostly because he charges mileage just to drive out and talk.
Anyway, I’ve put away the antique ladder again, if not back on the fire truck from which I got it, and it’s becoming a challenge to put it back on the deck and go up there again.
The wind is blowing like crazy, there’s still plenty of snow up there…….
