There’s a sweet puppy at my feet as I type this.

by chuckofish

Well, it is that time of year when I am so thankful I live where there are seasons. Because don’t you just step outside that first day with a hint of spring, feel the sunshine on your face, the lack of chill in the air and think Hallelujah!? Much like the pain of Daylight Savings Time, the seasonal change is somehow always a surprise. Anyway, this week has been a treat. And Mr. Smith agrees.

In other riveting news, Missouri American Water has been slowly replacing the LEAD SERVICE LINES that connect many houses in my neighborhood to the water system. Roughly six months ago, my house was added to the list and at the time I laughed about how far away the appointment was. Yesterday, some men came and dug a giant hole and today more men replaced the pipe. There is now a lovely steel plate and orange fencing on the street. The giant piece of plywood is just casually covering a second big hole. I will report back when they remove the steel plate and fill in the hole.

Oddly, they also provided a Brita water filter/pitcher to remove any traces of lead from the water. I thought replacing the pipe would take care of that, but what do I know? And thrilled that the water company thinks I should have been using one considering I’ve lived here for two years. Sigh.

I just need to get through tomorrow’s DAR field trip to the Art Museum and then it’s the weekend and I have zero plans. I do need to stock up on hot cheetos, though, if we’re having severe weather. Stay safe out there.