Lockport Union-Sun & Journal — Not everything went smoothly a week and a half ago when my wife and I went north to ‘open’ our cottage. In last week’s column, I detailed situations that would drive any rationally-thinking, sane person to the point of building a ‘For Sale’ sign and planting it out front. But that’s not me. (That didn’t sound right.)
Not only did the water pump fail – leaving us without running water for the time we were there (we could get buckets of water, however, right out of the river) – but after helping out a neighbor by mowing her lawn, the mower I hauled up there, broke. It broke before I could get a chance to finish our own property. And then the weed-whacker failed to do its job – apparently, it requires weed-whacking line to run. Who’d have thought?
The small heater we had — to combat the low 40 degree weather — was less effective than a one-slice toaster. (Not to mention that every time it kicked on it tripped the breaker-switch shutting the place down.)
With all of its problems, one of the place’s allures is its solitude. The peace and quiet it offers is as meditative as owning your own maharishi guru. And for me, being able to sit down — as the sun is setting across the river — and watch the Yankees’ game with no chance of interruption is all I can ask for. I was looking forward to that piece of heaven on this first trip. It would soothe whatever problems I had – if even temporarily. This, however, entails having the cable service turned on.
I have learned from experience, that you don’t want to call Time-Warner from that neck of the woods on your cell phone. The charges – from roaming in Canada – can cost a bundle. And in the past I’ve been “on-hold” an average of 30 minutes every single time. It’s been absolutely ridiculous!