Well, not really but tomorrow I have to crawl under the deck again and it won’t be pretty. I was under it yesterday to fix a burst copper pipe for the sillcock. It froze last winter because I forget to shut ’er down before the freeze came. I thought I fixed it on Wednesday but when I turned the water on inside it was spraying like a Dean in Colorado sprinkler. I was going to go back under the deck but then the heavens opened to pit an end to our drought. So I have to get my butt in gear and get to it first thing on the morrow or I won’t get to it. Crawling on crushed limestone just doesn’t mix well with this old back. Now if the pipe drained and the rain dies up it should be a quick fix; quick but sore.