What a day today was.

Aside from being rather warm today.

Hubby was working in the pasture and the neighbor ran up waving the newspaper at him. She said, "I don't mean to be minding your business, but your property is listed here for sale for overdue taxes."
What?
All the junk mail the post office forwards and they didn't forward a tax notice?
Not to mention that we applied for homestead exemption in JULY! (Taxes are mailed in November or some such.)
So, hubby called the assessors (?) office and she looked at the records and saw that we were clearly living here when tax bills were mailed.
She gave hubby a number to call and I went to find our Exemption receipt.
By the time I found it and got ready to leave, hubby said she had called back, talked to the person she told hubby to call, and since it was their mistake, they were going to waive our taxes.
Hubby said "Thank you, but I'd rather pay them."
She had also told him that we would probably get a bill this November for .77 cents!
Anyway, we drove into town, went to the tax office, but the lady there couldn't find the tax bill listed in the newspaper. All she saw was the .77 cents.
Which she wouldn't let us pay! She had a.... fund. In an envelope she kept in a drawer. And whenever her drawer was over or under or someone came in with a bill for less than a dollar, she takes it out of the envelope!
And she apologized for us having to go through it all!
And what could we have lost the farm for, had it not been for our neighbor?
Basically $47.
Louisiana is like that.
And there were a lot of listings for less than $100.

So, after freaking out and rushing downtown, we came out okay.

And when we got home, we realized we had a septic tank problem.

The toilet has been... slow.

Hubby was working on some steps (Yes, his shoulder is still bad and he still needs surgery. Probably in July.) and said he smelled something not good. I replied I had just flushed the toilet. So, he decided he needed to go under the house.
And found that One of the lines had had a... rubber hose used as a... flimsy what, he couldn't tell. It had basically rotted, and the line was leaking out on the ground.
Yes, it was that special.
So, we are staying in the trailer again for the next few days until it dries out enough under the house so that he can repair the leak and hopefully clear whatever is clogging the line.

Oh well.

Maybe we'll go fishing tomorrow.
Happy Hump Day! ;-)