here am I sitting looking at the view waiting for the concrete cutter to come and slice up a wedge out of the verandah. Over the weekend there was more rain and my sister did not think any water hi the tank then when she came up in the rain to-day it was ouzing out of the expansion cut in the concrete. So she rang me on the way to work and after an hour to gt home and a 3.5 drive here I sit, with two companions. The guys is suppose to come this afternoon to see his handy work and then cut it and the plumber with fix the break and then we want them to check the system works prior to them leaving.
Roberta who is really $%#@ off
:wave: DEer An-T BertA:
Dis is Merlin. I have no ideer how the veranda got a cut. I didn't do anythin'.
An-T Karen always says if u can't say anythin' nice, don' say anythin' at all.
She said she feels yur pain, and she shares yur ansgst. Do u have enuf angst 4 the both of u?
Merlin :bolt:
That does not sound good at all :scratch:
:xfinger: for you that they can get it repaired before any damage is done to your lovely home.
Oh holy cr@p!!! :cussing: What a bummer! :BangHead:
I feel for you Roberta. Geez, what next, huh?
Yuck! I hate dealing with that kind of poop!
All you can say to that is C**P!
I hate this is putting a damper on the fun of being in your beautiful new place....keep telling yourself this is making memories :angel4: and this too shall pass. But in the meantime is going to be a pain in the rear. Hope it will be as easy a fix as possible given the situation!
Finally home, two really tired Dachie's, yes I know I could have left them home, but try getting out the house with a bag and not taking them. They are the best company except when they won't go girlie's or wee wee's before going in the car, then you get on the road, sitting in traffic and Amy starts ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh arffffffffffffff so I pull to the side of the roead get them hitched thinking they are desprite, to get the yahoo "we're going for a walk".
I drove back to-day and we all three are knackered, so of to bed we go, and poor Nick has the flu, but all is fixed (we hope) the guys had a great day barking at the tradies through the window's when I let them out they looked at them and said "it's only you" and trotted off.......dachshounds
Roberta