Punters and Pushers

I was up too late, and Purrcy definitely felt it was time for me to get to bed. He was waiting right there! Pre-cuddly for your convenience!

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This was actually from a few days ago. Last night I made every effort to go to sleep early, because both Mr Dr Science & I had to get up early (for us) to call the Well Manager people & see if they could come repair our system. Or at least I was doing that, Dirk was going down to see if he could get water out of the tank to flush the toilets.

Huzzah! We were in luck! They were able to come over and do all repairs by 10:20. What a relief! There is NOTHING that I miss about modern life more than running water, NOTHING. My back has been hurting to the point of crippling me today because I moved too many gallon jugs yesterday, even one at a time.

Today's weather was really nice after a run of cold and wet, and a band of storm across the southern US that kept migrants back. So a bit after noon I saw Purrcy was looking out the window and I saw a Tufted Titmouse really rollicking it up in the bird bath:



and then a bit later my first warbler of the year, a Yellow-Rumped of course, a male in full breeding plumage, getting the grime of travel off his feathers. That was really cool. I also saw that the Carolina Chickadees are definitely going in & out the bird house I cleaned out. Seeing the Yellow-Rump, I went & sat on the front porch with my binocs, and in an hour I also saw a Palm Warbler, Yellow-Bellied Sapsucker, Brown Creeper (early for here!), and heard a Pine Warbler, as well as most of the Usual Suspects -- at mid-day, which is usually nap-time for birds. It was extremely restful and happy-making on a day with too many non-happy-making events.

With well-trained staff one can lounge comfortably and have exciting playtime brought to *you*!

Purrcy wanted a little light frolicking, but not enough to actually get up and move.



Well, we had a bunch of things planned for today. At least Mr Dr & I got our sheets changed! [gold star!] Then we discovered that ... there was no water ... [investigation montage] it turns out the pump that moves the water from the well management tank (which holds the water as it's slowly pumped up from our feeble well) to the house has died. On Sunday, of course.

Eventually I got hold of someone from the company who can fix it, but too late in the day for them to come today, so I have to wake up early in the morning to call them or meet them or something. And I had all these plans about what I was going to do or write today, but they've been totally destroyed.

My brain is just ... wet noodles. I'm going to lock this down, go to sleep, hope tomorrow works out better.

I was working at the table in the kitchen, getting food ready for the freezer, and Purrcy was sitting on the baseboard/window ledge at my feet. He gazed at me when I looked down, no demands, just love. It's really great.



I need to put food away and go to bed. I'll try to write more tomorrow.