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My determination to run northward despite snow and finances only got stronger when my basement flooded again last night.

Two nights in a row, people. Roughly 14 hours after the last WSSC crew removed their equipment, the backup was even WORSE.

maureen_the_mad, who is having a far, far harder week than I am, deserves a medal for dealing with the plumbers. I couldn't speak to anyone at WSSC without screaming last night.

On the other hand, the wood is all gone from my lawn. The guys next door have put one of the bigger pieces in their lawn with a sculpture on it.

Of course things have gone sideways

Of course things have gone sideways. What else did I expect with the way my week is going?

There is no sign of anything from WSSC, who were to have run a camera through the pipes from the outside to see what's up. Naturally, this means I expect my basement to flood yet again any second.

And for a variety of reasons, I'm no longer staying overnight in NY, so I'm afraid that Sunday brunch is out. I've been able to transfer my evening perf. ticket to a matinee; am now about to leave to see if I can get Amtrak to shift a Sunday ticket to Saturday. The website says there is room on the 6:55 train out of town (that should give me time to see the play, get dinner takeout, and get to Penn station) so I'm going to try to be on it. I have no idea if I'll get reimbursed for the significant price difference between trains, or if I'll have to pay a change penalty. Considering my luck this week, I'm expecting the latter, natch.