I had a delightful time driving from Wisconsin to Florida, and back again.

Do you know what I found everywhere and all along the way?

My feisty sarcastic persona is my way of overcompensating for my deep sensitivity and also the wholesome role I took in motherhood where I can't be unhinged and am not allowed to say certain things. Conversations live inside my head that I can't express to other adults becaause they aren't here. So this is place it goes. And my notes app. Thank you for freedom of speech and the ones who support my psychosis. It helps and is appreciated.

Okay, plumbing geniuses. This faucet froze years ago and there’s a massive leak somewhere in the 10-inch thick wall (berm home, concrete walls).

But it only leaks when you turn the faucet on. The water doesn’t leak from the valve as one might expect, but somewhere along the copper in the short run to the outside and shoots out at the red circle. A portion runs down the wall and leaks inside.

How is it not leaking all the time?