Monday, December 8, 2008

Life In Lloyd

So yesterday I was taking a bath and trying to learn some of my lines from the play when I noticed that the water pressure was dropping precipitously. I mean, serious water pressure droppage.

So I finally crawled out of my tepid bathwater and went to find Mr. Moon to report the problem and he went up to the community water place to see what was what but never made it because on the corner, which you can see in that picture, a little way past the last white fence on the left, a man was standing there and watching water gush out.

A broken main was the problem and since it was Sunday, faggetaboutit.

So I went to bed with no water and then woke up with no electricity either. And honey, it was cold.

I made a pot of coffee in the old percolator on the gas stove which takes about forty-five minutes and then went to yoga. I got home and the electricity is on but still no water and I've also received a notice that due to possible intrusion, I need to boil my water before drinking it but that's not really an issue since, as of yet, I have no water to boil.

When I passed the corner on my way home from yoga there were a bunch of guys and some big equipment and bags of cement and also, a medium-sized black dog chained to the stop sign. They appeared to all be very interested in the big hole that had been dug, especially the dog.

This is life in Lloyd.

We have a well but it's not working. Could be the pump. Could be the well. Who knows?
Perhaps now we will investigate that problem.

And I need to go to town because my husband needs some keys that were on his dresser. There are approximately a hundred keys on his dresser and he couldn't identify which ones he needed so I am taking a HUGE wad of keys to him and I also need to go to the library. I finally finished listening to all two volumes of Stranger In A Strange Land and THANK GOD because I couldn't take one more second of grokking and waiting until fullness is.

Fullness, as far as I am concerned, was way over before the book was.

And I suppose I should buy drinking water.

On a completely non-related note, it is the twenty-eighth (I think) anniversary of John Lennon's death and I am thinking of him today. He was forty when he died and the fact of his death is still incomprehensible to me. I miss him and so does the world, whether they know it or not.
So I'm thinking of dear John and also the fact that thirty-three years ago today, I got married for the first time in Bainbridge, Georgia, a pregnant child-bride. I sat in front of a judge with my hippie guitar-playing man and promised things I could not fulfill but in some ways, those promises HAVE been kept even though we are no longer married.
And I celebrate that day because I have two amazing children from that union and because that man and I are still good friends and don't have to pretend that it never happened and can still be grateful for it all.

And that's what's happening on my street in Lloyd, Florida today. I am looking forward to the sharing of water again and am grateful for the electricity.

Amen, y'all. Amen.

May you never thirst.

14 comments:

  1. Isn't it odd that such mundane happenings are big news in a small town. We have a big controversy about the fate of the old high school and village hall...some want to preserve it, others want to tear it down. Big talk at the round table (the big round table at the cafe, where the old men meet for coffee and gossip every morning).

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  2. DTG - ...and a great day.

    Ms Moon, I love your writing voice. It's in the ways you tell your stories, and the little blurbs of your thoughts. You are an inspiring part of my daily reads, and I am grateful. Live on, and boil that water!

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  3. Rachel- It's never mundane when it's your own water and electricity. Darn it. Or your own high school and village hall. What's a village hall? I wish Lloyd had a round table. For that we'd need a cafe, though.

    DTG and AJ- yep, big doin's for Lloyd.

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  4. And AJ_ yep, I'll boil water if I drink it. And I now have water to boil.

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  5. Shows how little I know about small town life. I seriously cannot imagine, but at the same time, I'm intrigued.

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  6. Lloyd sounds cool, I'll have to slow down a second time now when I pass through, usually it's just for the RR tracks.

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  7. Today is a busy day. Gosh. That was a really nice blog, by the way. Beautiful, of course.

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  8. Aunt Becky- you can't imagine the intrigue and wonderment of Lloyd. Or, if you've watched The Andy Griffith Show, perhaps you can. Although Mayberry is about ten thousand times bigger than Lloyd.

    Magnum- slow down and stop at my house! I'll give you a tour and the dogs can all bark frantically at you. Doesn't that sound like fun?
    Also, they've smoothed out that bump at the RR tracks. It took about five days.

    Thank-you, HoneyLuna. I miss YOUR blog.

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  9. A wonderful blog entry Ms. Moon, and one that warmed my heart on this chilly Kentucky day.

    I need to update my own blog soon - so much (too much) going on!

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  10. I hope Lloyd is doing better now. Having no water and electricity would not be a pleasant way to spend the weekend. And I enjoyed your blog today very much. A nice little post. I do remember John Lennon passing away but I was too young to understand the importance. Take care.

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  11. hahaha, leaking main water pipes are but a dime-a-dozen in this part of the globe, and no one pays attention to it anymore. we gone hoarse croaking about it and yet expect it to be fixed in a weeks time. darn, i would love to live in Lloyd if only for that, however, i cant stand the cold during this season in the US.

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  12. I swear woman, you could talk about a crack in the sidewalk and make me laugh. Wait you just did!

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  13. SJ- thank-you and when you update, I will read.

    Mr. Shife- it wasn't all weekend but was long enough to make me realize, once again, how dependent I am on the miracles of running water and electricity.

    Blue-Butterfly- Well, it doesn't get THAT cold here. It may freeze sometimes but it usually warms up during the day. I don't like cold either and always feel somewhat resentful when it's below sixty degrees. Like, WHAT? This is Florida!

    Brother B- thank-you. I do like to make people laugh.

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