the tree invades the house
We had a little too much excitement in our house last night in the form of a putrid rotten egg smell. Seriously, made our eyes burn. The Kid, the Boyfriend and I packed up and went to the Ex-Husband’s house for the night. (These are the times I am so glad to be happily divorced.)
Now, our house was built in 1923. And in the backyard we have a giant avocado tree that is probably as old as, if not older than, the house. This thing is huge – two or three stories huge – and produces large, creamy avocados in the spring. I love this tree. It is the reason we chose this rental, and it shields our backyard from the prying eyes of our neighbors, provides shade in the summer, and is generally just lovely to look at.
So guess what was busting up the sewage pipes under the house?
Anyway, the issue (we think) is solved now. The plumber snaked the pipes and cut out the little tangles of tree roots, and we hope this will not be a problem for the rest of our tenancy.
So last night my ex and his girlfriend were so kind as to take us in so we didn’t have to breathe in the toxic fumes of our house. And they have this very fat, very cute orange cat named Stanley (we’re good friends, I call him “hunka burnin’ love”) who, when he walks/jumps/runs, sounds just like a 300 pound man walking across a hardwood floor in a cave suspended above a canyon that is mic-ed for sound and rigged with amps. So there was that interrupting my sleep. But I still love the little hunk of a cat.
The other thing that was disrupting my sleep was my Kickstarter project. Oh Kickstarter. It’s only day two and already I think it’s love. And really, it is a little like new love. I can’t eat. I can’t sleep. My stomach is in knots. I can’t think about anything else. There is a tangible sense of possibility in the air. I talk about it to everyone I know; I have a one-track mind.
I can no more control my nervousness/elation/nausea/excitement than I can control the root system of a 90-year-old tree.
Looking forward to Day 3 of my project, and to (not)sleeping in my own bed tonight.