We returned from Burning Man last week to a note from Seattle City Light in our mailbox: “Hey guys, we’ve let you get away with this unreadable meter thing for two years, you have 30 days to make it readable or you’re cut off.”
In truth, it is kind of amazing how long they let us do this:
See the meter? Up on the balcony with no stairs leading to it?
And here is our ridiculous breaker box, hanging on the ghost wall of our former basement.
For whatever reason, Puget Sound Energy, who will move our power drop for us and thus make the meter accessible, wants the exterior surface by that meter to be finished before they will move it. Morgan has spent the past several days doing drainage work on the North side of the house so that we can backfill the necessary ground to PSE’s satisfaction, a weird, seemingly disconnected but apparently crucial task that of course had to get done sooner or later anyway.
There’s the new meter, just waiting for power
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Love the Hammershack reports! How’s it going with moving your studio? Yesterday I had physical therapy session at a new place in my neighborhood. The therapist told me that he’s the only physical therapist in a group of forty I think at UCLA that’s studying using psychedelics for therapy he emphasized not for recreation. He’s working with a shaman from New Mexico. Interesting guy. Did your mom take Ella to New Orleans or am I remembering wrong. Write I love news from you love Judy
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