The water pump for the well has stopped again. This is the 4th time it has happened since we moved here. Days like these make me want to run away. I'd probably walk, because the tire is still flat. I hope we will be able to get that fixed today.
As frustrating as I find the state of events here, I don't really have a choice to just sit down and quit. There is just too much that still has to be done. I still have to keep trying to get that pump started, no matter how much animosity I have in my heart right now at the fact, that even though I have called time after time, there isn't anyone who will help.
I have always reached out to people that I knew were struggling. In fact I did it to the point of being broke myself so that others could have what they needed. Over and over again, and now I'm here and where is anybody I've helped out? Unavailable. This is just distressing.
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