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Holding the Line
The rain has stopped -- temporarily. The weather report predicts continuing rain for the next 3-5 days. At least it's not torrential downpours.
I've gotten ahead of the drain, so there's no longer a pool on my doorstep or rivulets coming through into my entryway. The Ex's SO and I have put down towels, and she's going to change them and Shop-Vac as necessary throughout the day so I can get to work.
My Ex has been talking for two years about getting a pump to put in that drain, with a long hose to take water away from that area of the yard. The Ex's SO and I had a chat this morning about how we're going to motivate him to actually make the pump manifest this weekend.
As I type that, I realize again this morning that I've been waiting for him to take care of it, relying on The Man, Who Knows More About These Things Than I Do, to fix it for me. Why have I never even gone to Home Depot myself to look at these pumps and find out how hard it is to install? Do I really not have other friends or family to call on to help me install it, if it does turn out to be beyond my capacity? Even if I took the initiative to bring one home, it would put me that much further ahead and make it more likely that someone -- him, me, a friend -- would get it installed.
I don't usually think of myself as a Cinderella, waiting to be rescued, but it's becoming harder to avoid facing a few unpleasant facts about my behavioral patterns.
Now I have to jump in the shower (although the last thing I want to do is run more water through any system!) and get to work.
I've gotten ahead of the drain, so there's no longer a pool on my doorstep or rivulets coming through into my entryway. The Ex's SO and I have put down towels, and she's going to change them and Shop-Vac as necessary throughout the day so I can get to work.
My Ex has been talking for two years about getting a pump to put in that drain, with a long hose to take water away from that area of the yard. The Ex's SO and I had a chat this morning about how we're going to motivate him to actually make the pump manifest this weekend.
As I type that, I realize again this morning that I've been waiting for him to take care of it, relying on The Man, Who Knows More About These Things Than I Do, to fix it for me. Why have I never even gone to Home Depot myself to look at these pumps and find out how hard it is to install? Do I really not have other friends or family to call on to help me install it, if it does turn out to be beyond my capacity? Even if I took the initiative to bring one home, it would put me that much further ahead and make it more likely that someone -- him, me, a friend -- would get it installed.
I don't usually think of myself as a Cinderella, waiting to be rescued, but it's becoming harder to avoid facing a few unpleasant facts about my behavioral patterns.
Now I have to jump in the shower (although the last thing I want to do is run more water through any system!) and get to work.
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