I’ve fashioned an elaborate drainage system from a hose, a tap fitting and a bucket.
I may have mentioned that its been raining a lot around here on my other blog.
I may have mentioned that the rain soaked into the ground, and then that groundwater seeped into our garage and made my life hell for the past week.
I may have mentioned that I’m slowly going insane trying to keep the water out of my house.
and I may have mentioned that the worst part was that Greg wasn’t here to fix this for me.
This is definitely what I call a “boy job” and it’s like a slap in the face when I come across any new boy job when my boy isn’t here to help me.
But I’m also proud of myself for working out a solution to the problem, albeit a temporary one.
I’m proud that I didn’t keep sitting in the garage, crying over the expanding puddle of water.
I’m proud that I got up, cleaned up the mess and kept going when all I wanted was a warm bath and a glass of something to drown my sorrows in.
I’m proud that I engaged my brain and worked this out myself.
So yeah, I do feel a bit like MacGyver today….