(Sorry for the bad pun.)

The gas fumes set off the smoke and carbon monoxide detectors, which set off the dog.

I have overlapping deadlines for work. I generally like working from home, but I really wish I had a dog-friendly Plan B office option for times like this.

We need to get the house back in shape before our pal/dog-sitter stays here while we’re away on holiday.

It’s a lot.

I don’t want to hit Fast-Forward on my one mortal life, but… this particular episode about the basement could be over and that’d be okay.

Repairing this properly — so it doesn’t happen again — is going to cost thirty grand. So that’s fun. (Thank Poseidon our insurance will cover most of that.)

Remind me again how home ownership is a good investment?

My old blog posts will be back soon. I’m just… Well, there’s some technical jiggery-pokery underway. In the meantime, you can find those posts here.