Twas the week of the trip.
Toilet won’t flush. Can’t bring in a dog sitter.
Car is leaking. Can’t drive it anywhere
Super Husband leaps into action (Hum, he’s 62 and disabled) so:
Super Husband limps into action. He tries his best but:
As of tonight, it does not look good. Toilet still won’t flush and car isn’t going no matter what.
Tomorrow will be decision day. But tonight we are peeing behind trees and, thankful for living in the country.
Joyful Healing, Dogs and Quilts 