What fresh hell is this?

Saturday November 3, 11 AM:

I am sitting at my desk having a chat with one of the travel advisors and I get a text message. It's DW, the message reads as thus:

"They brought in the backhoe."

Great, that little leak that lead to a $500 water bill is now causing my front yard to be turned into a reenactment of Normandy.

Saturday November 3, 12:20 PM:

DW texts again:

"They have to dig up the driveway. I moved the cars into the cul-de-sac."

My reply:

"CRAP!"

The staff is getting a kick out of my expression as I see hundreds of dollars being pissed up a flag pole... Or rather leaked out a pipeline.

Saturday November 3, 2:55 PM:

I turn the corner into my cul-de-sac and there is my car in the cul-de-sac, a backhoe feverishly annhiliating what little asphalt is left in the driveway. Suddenly I feel the need for a bourbon and soda.

Saturday November 3, 3:25 PM:

Standing in the living room and watching DW and my youngest son at the curb with the man digging in the ditch. I turn to refill my glass and hear "WATER MOMMY! WATER!" The break in the pipe is now discovered and is now spraying all over the street, my yard, the backhoe, pretty much anything within 10 feet of said ditch. I am now debating just leaving it and turning it into a civic fountain project.

I return to the table where I now sit typing this and sipping my bourbon.


:headache:I love domestic life. :headache:

Comments

Oh it's entertaining. Now all I need is a frog, some jumper cables, a car battery and a six pack and I'm in business.
 
*spits out cola while giggling uncontrollably*
sorry, babe- but its days like that which make you appreciate the days when it all goes right.....
and btw, didn't you already know how famous we are here for broken water mains, lines, and our oh so very competent large equipment operators? Bwah-hahaha. You are truly initiated now.:tongue:
 
I return to the table where I now sit typing this and sipping my bourbon.
As long as you don't start swigging from the bottle.... :smile:
At my previous address I once had water pouring through the ceiling from a burst pipe at 3:00 am. I had to stay awake all night emptying buckets.
I live on the upper floor of a new building now,I never want to go through that again.
 
See, this is why I rent. :biggrin1: Just think when it's over you will all laugh about it together.

Besides, the guy that came in with a backhoe on a Saturday afternoon . . . he was probably wondering where he would get the money for his little one's braces.
Then came your call and all is well. :smile: :cool:
 

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