There's a Facking Moat in My Backyard
Last summer you watched my garden grow from this:
As you know, I planted many bulbs last fall. I anticipated the pay-off: I planned to spend the spring with my feet up and my glass full. The only time I'd planned to spend on my knees this summer was when McHotty was extra sweet.
Well dudes, check out the latest development:
The basement flooded during the storm last week. They dug a twelve-foot trench right outside the back door to install weeping tile. Next, they’re going to rip up my basement carpet and dig a fucking trench through my basement to a drain. I think this is going to involve a jackhammer--during the end of the term when I am trying to finish two papers. Great.
On the bright side, at least we’re not paying for this. And the landscapers are supposed to come back and replace everything. It won't be the same as the garden I made with my own hands though. Also, we may have to change the design a bit to help the water issue.
When does it end?
Labels: the homestead