up shit creek without a plumber

I’m going to be brief about the latest fiasco at Circular Lodgic because I don’t want you to vomit, dear reader.

Our sewage line from the toilet to the main septic line froze solid, so Bryan spent New Year’s eve day trying desperately to plunge a toilet that was clogged because it was FROZEN. Suffice it to say it was a messy business and I came home from my classroom to a very unhappy sweetie. When we discovered the line was frozen, not clogged, we knew it was time to call in the pros.

When we called every single plumber in the phonebook, no one could come. We put the toilet back over the sewage drain and did without a toilet until the 1st. Pleasant stuff.

We are STILL being held hostage by the gas company, waiting, waiting, waiting for them to come and deliver us more propane, which, you know, we only need for our heat, refrigerator, stove, and water heater. The gas we have should last us until Monday if they don’t come, maybe.

They finally got the picture that if they don’t call us ahead of time, we can’t make our driveway passable. All week, we have been sticking around here, waiting, just in case they DO call and tell us they’re on their way to do a delivery. We call everyday, hoping they will tell us they are coming. So far, no luck. We took the camper off the truck in order to get sand. This was quite the project, involving driving the truck out from under the camper.

That will work

That will work

Handy snow cave, should we need it

Handy snow cave, should we need it

Bryan got a truckload of sand on the 1st; it’s waiting in the back of the truck for when they do finally come. I suppose there is not guarantee that they’ll make it up here even with the sand, given that the delivery trucks don’t have four-wheel drive. Figure that out.

Don’t panic: if we can’t get a delivery, we can buy a 100 gallon tank (expensive, so we’re trying to avoid that) and fill it up every few days to get us through the winter.

And water: I think I am bad luck when it comes to pumping water. Every time I help, it doesn’t work. Last week we resorted to filling jugs at the creek, walking them back to the a-frame, and pumping them from there:

The old fashioned way still works

The old fashioned way still works

Fill 'er up

Fill ‘er up

and pump

and pump

In other news, I found these gems:

Primo outtake

Primo outtake

An attempt at including the pups

An attempt at including the pups

I'll take it

I’ll take it

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