A little drop here and a little drop there
>> 28 August 2010
Yes Internet, I had a much better week, thank you for asking. Well except for being visited by the water police. What? The water police? You don't have them in your area? Yes, the neighbor called the water police on me.
To be generous I did kinda deserve it. This is the first year I've been in a house with automatic sprinklers. Well automatic sprinklers I was responsible for.
You know that handy dandy little book that comes with the sprinklers? Well, it's just not all that handy. So I experimented. I am a college educated woman. I will figure it out.
OK, what happens when I push this button and this one, and how about this one? Let it run for awhile. Leave to go to the store. Forget the sprinklers are on.
The only problem the developer in my little suburb didn't factor in something important, like gee I don't know- grading. So all the water, instead of sinking into the ground where it belongs, making my grass beautiful and green flows right into the neighbor's pool, which is concidentally happens to lie below ground. Like below, below ground.
Hence the visit by the water police. They suggested rather firmly that I make an appointment with a water conservationist. OR ELSE. I took a morning off work. Which kinda turned out to be a plus. I got to sit in my empty house sipping coffee till they showed. Then they set the system for me. Yeah!!!! Win-win for me. Green grass and the neighbor will no longer have an excuse to lob flaming dog poop over the fence.
Well at least for that reason.
3 comments:
Coffee alone AND they set the system for you? SCORE! Although now if the neighbor finds another reason to lob flaming poo, the chance of extinguishing it before it burns a hole in your pretty green lawn is greatly reduced. Nonstop sprinklers have fire-safety-related perks, after all.
wow, the water police. how uncool is that. what do you do? I'm the water police. hehehehe
But you did get to just sit around drinking coffee. Nothing better than that.
Those HOA's are the worst! I lived in the suburbs for only about 6 months, and they literally came around and MEASURED the grass in the front yard and fined us when it was too high. Ugh. Why didn't the neighbor just come talk to you alone? Crazy.
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