I called the local natural gas company Atmos. Its representative read me a parade of risks if I did not flee immediately. I took Beatrice into the front yard and waited for the technician to arrive. When he came, he let me know that I had called the wrong company--we use the other local company. But he confirmed the leak and told me where it lay. He also explained to me how to cut off the gas. I got a crescent wrench and cut it off. I called the right utility, CoServ. That technician arrived promptly. He confirmed what the Atmos fellow said. He confirmed that no more widespread problem existed, and that the gas had been cut off. I called a plumber, and scheduled as soon as possible, which was Monday morning.
Friday night we ate hibachi. I had the chicken and shrimp, along with onion soup.
Saturday I took Beatrice for a walk in Glendover Park. She enjoyed meeting a retriever-type dog who broke free of its leash and came to say "hi",
after I had told its owner that Beatrice is "a bit shy". I a sometimes surprised at what Beatrice does and does not enjoy.
I went into the office to unpack. The furniture and box move went smoothly. Our office manager and I set up my computer. I put my books on the shelves. I unpacked almost all the boxes. I like my new office.
During lunch, I walked in Breckinridge Park. I saw a butterfly species that I could not identify.
Saturday evening we ate at Applebee's. I enjoyed my grilled chicken and broccoli.
Sunday I walked on the Chisholm Trail. I was down a little at Weight Watchers. After Weight Watchers, I walked in Shawnee Park. Then I went to church, where the Vacation Bible School children ran the service quite capably. When I was a boy, I went to not only the Methodist bible school each year, but also to the Assembly of God and sometimes one or both of the local Baptist bible schools. I believe that this was close to Summer camp without the Summer camp hassles of sleeping in cabins and dealing with bullies. When I did go to baseball camp or church camp, things were not as easy as vacation bible school. I remember that the felt board characters used to tell Bible stories at the Assembly of God church were pleasingly fundamentalist.
Sunday afternoon I rode my bicycle to Green Park. I listened to a podcast as I walked around the park. I saw House Finches in the trees.
Mississippi Kites overhead soared and chivvied a larger raptor--they never quite mobbed it, but they made it uncomfortable.
This has been a weekend of cold showers and boxes, but a goodish weekend nonetheless.
from Dreamwidth, because two posts of the same text are twice as nice