The name change goes along with how I'm feeling today!
We recently moved to a new house. A bit earlier than expected thanks to a small windstorm on Monday of last week which lead to us losing part of the dog's fence.
There were many bad things about our old house. The biggest issue was the ground water and absurdly high water table. Often higher than my garage and half of the back yard. It just can't drain. The dog would come in covered head to toe in mud. Not even from playing around, it was always so soft that she'd just sink right in trying to go out and use the bathroom. But she also couldn't play most of the year because of the mood and general constant flooding. This fall, when it rained for four months straights (and I'm being quite literal here) , there were times where there was not a single piece of our yard that was above water! Absolutely awful.
It rained a lot on Saturday, a deluge for sure at a few points. That type of rain means we lose a week of having a yard because of the standing water and mud. And surely the yard pumps would be working overtime.
As soon as it started to sprinkle before the rain, I started to get anxious. That's how it has been for the last 5 years. Worrying about pumps ... worrying about a flood. But then I remembered that I don't live in the old house and don't really care if it floods.
It downpoured for 20 - 25 minutes. I sat and listened to the rain hitting the tin roof. Very relaxing. Then ten minutes after it stopped raining, it got sunny and the dog wanted to go out and play. So we did! And she wasn't covered in mud. I wasn't covered in mud.
Makes a huge difference. Sounds crazy but getting out of a crappy situation feels good!
We recently moved to a new house. A bit earlier than expected thanks to a small windstorm on Monday of last week which lead to us losing part of the dog's fence.
There were many bad things about our old house. The biggest issue was the ground water and absurdly high water table. Often higher than my garage and half of the back yard. It just can't drain. The dog would come in covered head to toe in mud. Not even from playing around, it was always so soft that she'd just sink right in trying to go out and use the bathroom. But she also couldn't play most of the year because of the mood and general constant flooding. This fall, when it rained for four months straights (and I'm being quite literal here) , there were times where there was not a single piece of our yard that was above water! Absolutely awful.
It rained a lot on Saturday, a deluge for sure at a few points. That type of rain means we lose a week of having a yard because of the standing water and mud. And surely the yard pumps would be working overtime.
As soon as it started to sprinkle before the rain, I started to get anxious. That's how it has been for the last 5 years. Worrying about pumps ... worrying about a flood. But then I remembered that I don't live in the old house and don't really care if it floods.
It downpoured for 20 - 25 minutes. I sat and listened to the rain hitting the tin roof. Very relaxing. Then ten minutes after it stopped raining, it got sunny and the dog wanted to go out and play. So we did! And she wasn't covered in mud. I wasn't covered in mud.
Makes a huge difference. Sounds crazy but getting out of a crappy situation feels good!
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