When they said they were going to put our water and sewer in this week, they didn’t mean Monday or today. I think they’re purposely playing around with my emotions, and that can be a dangerous thing to do. They have added insult to the injury the electric company heaped on me until I was close to snapping. Do you think they could be in cahoots? Is there a conspiracy against my tiny home? Maybe they’re not used to tiny houses and to them they are of no consequence…invisible to the utility naked eye. Not worthy of their precious water. I should be happy they begrudgingly gave me electricity. I could still be waterless in the dark.
Wait…I forgot to breathe.
Kip said, “Call them.”
“Hello my name is Mary McNinch and I was told your guys were going to put our water and sewer in this week. Can you give me an idea what day that might be because we’re trying to line up a plumber to hook it up to our house so we can live there.”
The water company: We can’t tell you that because it might rain and we don’t dig in the rain. We only dig when it’s dry and it’s supposed to rain.”
Me, again: But if it doesn’t rain, will you still do it this week? Hello?
In the beginning….
When I got off the phone I heard Kip on the phone with the satellite TV service.
“Hi, this is Kip McNinch. I need you to come and set up the satellite service at my new house. Also, I need a smaller box because I got this new stand with an electric fireplace in it, and the side shelves are smaller. When can you be there? You’ll be there at eight o’clock tomorrow morning? I guess I can be there that early…See Ya!”
I’m telling you…I’m invisible…