Such a yoyo. Now we are having cool wet weather which is fine, but enough of the cool! I grew up in the South with plenty of water so I cherish any form or precipitation here.
We had a drought for a few years after the turn of the century which was profoundly uncomfortable for me. When humidity is in the teens, everything feels crackly. We got some cisterns to catch rainwater, then found out that it's illegal to do that. We did the normal water-saving actions in the house. Also tried a variety of ways to recycle grey water from our clothes washer for use in the yard (also illegal, as we discovered). Our first attempt was to attach a hose to the exhaust hose that emptied into the yard but something about the distance the water had to travel affected the motor in the machine - it had to work harder to get to get the water out so the motor would start smelling. Then we got some 5 gallon water jugs. I would stop the machine at the spin cycle, divert the exhaust hose into the jug, start the machine, stop it when that one filled up, change to the other jug and repeat for the 3rd one. Then I would have to cajole the men in the house to lug the jugs out into the yard to spill them. Good thing we were all in agreement about doing this. After one summer of this, the washer gave out so we invested in a front loader which uses a fraction of the water and spins so much water out that drying time is less. Then the drought broke.
Regarding my life as a Scientologist, I made my Amtrak reservations for my next trip to theAmerican Saint Hill Organization this summer. Looking forward to that very much. It's great fun being around thousands of Scientologists. I've been working nightly online with people who are translating L Ron Hubbard's works. I found out that Ron is now the most translated author. Guiness presented the verification certificate to the agency that licenses LRH's works back in Oct 2005. Beyond that, it's our busy season so the phone is ringing off the hook, the dogs need walking and playtime, my adult children are still interested in my attention part of the time and the garden is always beckoning with weeds to pull and projects to continue. Life is good.
