Hey there, awesome Moxie-Dude readers!
Let’s face it. A good night’s sleep is one of the secrets to life. (I should write that down.)
And I’m happy to report that last night I got me some – thanks to the plumber who came and fixed my ogre problem yesterday.
If you have no idea what I’m talking about on account of you missed yesterday’s dilemma, you can read about it here.
Go catch up. I’ll wait . . .
Okay, now that we all know what we’re talking about, here’s the not-so-good-news:
While the plumber was fixing my little house problem, he said that I may have shaved six months off the life of sump pump. Although he may have said six years. And he may have been talking about my life.
Confession: I was so sleep deprived that everything he said just sounded like a bunch of WNGA-WNGA falling out of his moving mouth.
But it doesn’t matter. All I know is that the sump pump is acting more like itself and is no longer an ogre.
Which means I got to sleep last night. Which also means that I’m ready to attack the day with piss and vinegar.
PS. I hate that expression. Don’t ever let me use it again, okay?