I think someone’s trying to tell me that Saturday was a really bad choice for a pool party. We came home last night to a high-pitched whining sound emerging from the pool pump. Not a good sign. Denis is currently at home trying to resurrect it – if we can just get one more season out of it… Not that it will matter anyway, because it will probably snow on Saturday!
Plus, our airport died yesterday. No internet for me. :( I’m going to actually have to plug my laptop into a phone jack to dial into work tomorrow, rather than just hanging out wherever I feel like working at the moment. Ack. I’ve been spoiled rotten by wireless technology. But I have to work from home tomorrow – I’m having carpet cleaners come to rescue the new carpet. Let’s just say Molly had a little accident. Which we didn’t find soon enough. :P