Breakfast Diva
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About 10:00 last night, DH comes to me and says someone just hit a deer in the road. The dude kept on driving. It was still alive. S**t. I called my neighbor across the road to help. For the first time in his life, DH had to use his grandfather's rifle that was passed down to him and shot an animal.
That was tough enough, but I then went to wash my hands and there was no water. Now mind you, we've got a full house of people with double jacuzzi bath tubs. Another Oh, S**t moment. There is an emergency shut off if our cistern level get down to a low level and it shut down the system. There is no water coming into the cistern from our spring. Something major is wrong. We now go into panic mode.
DH has to get changed and went up to the spring which is about 1/3 mile up and across the road, up in old growth cedar forest. Beautiful, but definitely not where you want to be at that time of the night. Oh yeah, there's bears and big critters up there too.
I've turned the system back on so our guests can have some water, but I have to monitor it and if it gets too low, I've got to shut it off again. I'm sitting outside, in our little pump house for what seemed forever. It was about 40 minutes before the water started flowing again. DH finally gets back home, soaking wet and says a pipe up there got separated. He had been up there in the dark forest, with a flashlight, following the waterline.
We get to bed around 11:45pm
This morning, I see another neighbor with his skip loader taking the dead deer away to a field. When I say neighbor, it's not like it's just the next door...our nearest neighbors are about 1/4-1/2 mile from us.
It takes a village to own a b&b.
Our guests have no idea that their innkeepers went through all this last night. They're all in their rooms in their robes, finishing up their delivered breakfast, ready to take another bubble bath. All's well with the world.
That was tough enough, but I then went to wash my hands and there was no water. Now mind you, we've got a full house of people with double jacuzzi bath tubs. Another Oh, S**t moment. There is an emergency shut off if our cistern level get down to a low level and it shut down the system. There is no water coming into the cistern from our spring. Something major is wrong. We now go into panic mode.
DH has to get changed and went up to the spring which is about 1/3 mile up and across the road, up in old growth cedar forest. Beautiful, but definitely not where you want to be at that time of the night. Oh yeah, there's bears and big critters up there too.
I've turned the system back on so our guests can have some water, but I have to monitor it and if it gets too low, I've got to shut it off again. I'm sitting outside, in our little pump house for what seemed forever. It was about 40 minutes before the water started flowing again. DH finally gets back home, soaking wet and says a pipe up there got separated. He had been up there in the dark forest, with a flashlight, following the waterline.
We get to bed around 11:45pm
This morning, I see another neighbor with his skip loader taking the dead deer away to a field. When I say neighbor, it's not like it's just the next door...our nearest neighbors are about 1/4-1/2 mile from us.
It takes a village to own a b&b.
Our guests have no idea that their innkeepers went through all this last night. They're all in their rooms in their robes, finishing up their delivered breakfast, ready to take another bubble bath. All's well with the world.