susieqz
Absent Comrade
EDIT: GUYS, THIS WASN'T A BAD DAY. JUST STUFF I DO.
the wind was really howling, so i decided to stay indoors n get the place cleaned up.
stripped the bed, vacuumed the floor n went to do dishes.
just a trickle of water came from the tap, so i knew there was a problem.
went to the front door n saw that waves big enow to sink a battleship were forming on the stock tank , crashing against the side n spilling over.
that's where my water was going. the float needed to be adjusted.
i got in the truck to drive the 100 yards because the wind was nasty.when i got there i saw someone had messed with it n the float adjustment was close to te center of the tank, but i thot i could reach it.
as my fingers were about to grab it i was reminded that one has to allow for what the weather is gonna do around here.
see, if you have 30mph winds sustained, you are gonna get gusts of 50 or 60mph every once in a while, especially when you are leaning for over a stock tank.,so,
glug, glug, glug.
yow! a dip in a tank in summer isn't bad but when the water is barely above freezing, it wakes you right up, causing screaming n very fast movement.
i was congratulating myself for having brot the truck which was warm inside when i saw it needed a tune up. it was all blurry.
oh...
. glasses.
trudging back i found a stick thinking i could get the glasses cose to the side, but, of course not. i could see an earpiece sticking up from the muck, dead center of the tank.
as i got back in i was cussing in 3 languages n when i ran out of cuss words i made new ones up.
as i dragged myself back i was thinking a rattler might have come for a drink n i had no gun.
no problem tho, the mood i was in. if a snake gave me any sass at all, the monster from under the sea would have lept upon him n tore him into pieces using nothing but her fangs n claws.
back at the house, there wasn't enow water for a shower but i was able to rinse all the ick off.
see, walking around wet in a sand storm changes the water into mud.
if i dried naturally i'd have turned into a clay statue.
probably fech a good price on ebay but not my first choice of careers,
also, 50% of everything in a stock tank is cow slobber. i get enow of that without bathing in it.
after i got clothes on i realized a real cowgirl would finish a job she started.
i also realized that when i was in the water i could have spent a half second turning the stupid valve n fixing it.
when you are playing frogman n watching icebergs float past your nose this isn't the first thing that comes to mind, so i didn't.
so, i hopped back in the truck [yow! wet seat} n roared back to the tank, but i stopped 20 yards short, walked to the electric pole n just killed the power to the well.
came back in, stripped n crawled under my comforter where i had cocoa waiting.
if i'm lucky, some real cow girl will come along n fix the thing.
me, i'm gonna stay on this couch til summer.
the wind was really howling, so i decided to stay indoors n get the place cleaned up.
stripped the bed, vacuumed the floor n went to do dishes.
just a trickle of water came from the tap, so i knew there was a problem.
went to the front door n saw that waves big enow to sink a battleship were forming on the stock tank , crashing against the side n spilling over.
that's where my water was going. the float needed to be adjusted.
i got in the truck to drive the 100 yards because the wind was nasty.when i got there i saw someone had messed with it n the float adjustment was close to te center of the tank, but i thot i could reach it.
as my fingers were about to grab it i was reminded that one has to allow for what the weather is gonna do around here.
see, if you have 30mph winds sustained, you are gonna get gusts of 50 or 60mph every once in a while, especially when you are leaning for over a stock tank.,so,
glug, glug, glug.
yow! a dip in a tank in summer isn't bad but when the water is barely above freezing, it wakes you right up, causing screaming n very fast movement.
i was congratulating myself for having brot the truck which was warm inside when i saw it needed a tune up. it was all blurry.
oh...
. glasses.
trudging back i found a stick thinking i could get the glasses cose to the side, but, of course not. i could see an earpiece sticking up from the muck, dead center of the tank.
as i got back in i was cussing in 3 languages n when i ran out of cuss words i made new ones up.
as i dragged myself back i was thinking a rattler might have come for a drink n i had no gun.
no problem tho, the mood i was in. if a snake gave me any sass at all, the monster from under the sea would have lept upon him n tore him into pieces using nothing but her fangs n claws.
back at the house, there wasn't enow water for a shower but i was able to rinse all the ick off.
see, walking around wet in a sand storm changes the water into mud.
if i dried naturally i'd have turned into a clay statue.
probably fech a good price on ebay but not my first choice of careers,
also, 50% of everything in a stock tank is cow slobber. i get enow of that without bathing in it.
after i got clothes on i realized a real cowgirl would finish a job she started.
i also realized that when i was in the water i could have spent a half second turning the stupid valve n fixing it.
when you are playing frogman n watching icebergs float past your nose this isn't the first thing that comes to mind, so i didn't.
so, i hopped back in the truck [yow! wet seat} n roared back to the tank, but i stopped 20 yards short, walked to the electric pole n just killed the power to the well.
came back in, stripped n crawled under my comforter where i had cocoa waiting.
if i'm lucky, some real cow girl will come along n fix the thing.
me, i'm gonna stay on this couch til summer.
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