My sister has a book filled with little bits of funny life advice from my mom. The other day she sent me a photo of a page that said, “Occasionally the sewer water will lap at your heels, but never let it cover your feet.”
There’s a metaphor in there for sure, but it’s also a joke in reference to the problematic sewer lateral at the antique shop she owned. It was a big Victorian house on a corner that was operating as a rooming house when she bought it and turned the main floor into her shop. She eventually lived
