My plate runneth over

Today was one of those days when I was ready for a pitcher of margaritas by 10 am. Landscapers waiting for sod. Grass delivery running late. Sprinkler guy merely setting out colored flags all over yard and not actually starting the trenching until tomorrow. Dealing with doctors for the younger daughter. Arranging for a blood draw on Friday. Zipping to our nearest big box store to buy yet another garden hose and couple new cheapie sprinklers because the freshly laid sod needs water. Dogs wrestled to and from the groomers for a much needed bath. I was sorely tempted to order a shot of tequila at lunch, but refrained. Barely.

And speaking of water, we've already entered Stage 1 drought restrictions here in our neck of Texas. We haven't had any precipitation in over a week and there isn't any in the forecast for the next ten days. So every afternoon I'm hosing down in mosquito repellant before getting busy spinning our water meter up into the big numbers.

Last month, our bill was stamped with the ominous and yet laughable "We think you may have a water leak" message. Ya think? What with the lack of rain, broken old sprinkler system, serious evaporation in the pool and watering in new landscape plants, it's no secret why the water bill was almost $400. And it's not gonna be any better this month. I may need to get a part time job to earn some green so we can keep our front 1.5 acres in the green instead of dry and crispy brown.