And much less adventurous than it could have been:

The line from the washing machine (newly pressed into service) to the tank froze yesterday.

Thankfully (Thankfully-thankfully!) this is a separate line than the one that flows from our single toilet.

Translated that means that the washing machine couldn’t drain, but the toilet could flush (a highly preferred state of affairs when a soaked carpet is your notice).

The pumping and thawing guys came out, blasted the block with steam, checked the septic and said it wasn’t too full (praise God), and said the living-level of water flow should prevent future freeze-ups.

I pray he is correct. I think things are *just* exciting enough now, and don’t crave more action.