Summer was unusually cool, autumn was unusually cold, and winter
is, if not unusually cold then at least unrelentingly so without
very low minimums but little warmth during the day. The main thing
though is that it's _dry_. There's been hardly any rain and the
ground is still as hard as in summer. Rain was predicted for the
end of this week but ironically these days have turned out to
feature the first bursts of consistent sunshine for weeks. In
eastern NSW they got flooding over autumn, in WA they reportedly
got a break in their dry spell recently, but here it's just stayed
dry. The result is that in spite of my desperate efforts to fix up
the rusty guttering around the house so as to catch what little
water the heavens have yeilded, the house ran out of water. I do at
least now know the minimum point on the tank's level indicator
(confusingly earlier in the scale than I thought, or it's getting
stuck), but this means everything's on hold now while I spend my
days carting water.
So that business-related project I put on pause gets paused even
longer, and the end of this month was a deadline that I knew I just
ineveitably would meet for finishing that, but I can't, even
working on the weekend which I'll have to do now. Why do I bother?
I'm just too damn slow. Probably due partly to all my constant
wrong assumptions like where the empty position is on the tank
level indicator. I should've tried a dipstick and not wasted hours
trying to fix a pump that wasn't broken. Anyway, off again for a
second day driving water about...
