Monday, November 9, 2009

"Pipe Problems"

"Pipe Problems" was the title of a letter my 8 year old gave to her teacher telling her that our plumbing was...

backed up...

unusable...

unflushable...

And that her dad was digging up the front yard to fix it...
We have no secrets here in "White Trashville"...

And clearly no pride either!!!

And we lost one of our beautiful Camellia in the process...

which an unnamed member of the team was wanting to get rid of anyway and now had a 'convenient' excuse...
And yes, I let my boys help in their mis matched pajamas...

Because when your husband is digging a 100 foot long trench in your front yard that hardly seems to be the issue...

He got to the ROOT of the problem...

And in the process found out that the plumber, who wanted to do the job for a ridiculous amount of money $*,***.**...

Either lied or did not know what he was talking about...

Neither of which built a whole lot of trust for the kind of work he would do...

So my manly man is doing it...

He actually fixed the problem last week, but wants to "make it right" so it won't happen again...

Yay!!!

So now that we have this beautifully dug trench...

And 2-4 inches of rain is projected for tomorrow...

Nice...

To be continued...

5 comments:

Erin @ Closing Time said...

Oh no!!! I'm sorry you've been having pipe trouble! At least your husband was able to fix it. And maybe it won't rain as much as they're expecting!

Nikki said...

Oh my! Digging trenches like that is HARD work!
Hope you all get it fixed soon (before the rain comes).

fidelisfamilia said...

Can we do anything to help? Anything at all? David is willing to jump on a backhoe at a moments notice. Praying for you guys and hoping the problem is fixed! :)

fidelisfamilia said...

Is there anything we can do to help? Anything at all? We are praying for you guys and hoping the problem is fixed! :)

Teri Lynne said...

I am so sorry ... but thankful that your husband can fix it himself and that he has such enthusiastic helpers as your sons!! Your way of sharing things makes me smile ... I would be a sobbing mess on the floor and yet you have such joy ... I wanna be like you when I grow up, Stephanie!!