I’m really beginning to hate water. It has caused my family an unreal amount of trouble lately. If you didn’t have to have it to live and shower and such, I think I would just swear it off for good.
After we got our water running again, we ended up with a leak going to the washing machine. Hubby wasn’t here when I discovered it, so I had to turn the water off until he got home. He finally got that fixed, and then yesterday it rained a lot and the basement flooded. Not only did we have the obvious problem of getting the water out of there, it also turned over our new pressure tank and tore up some pipes.
So once again, the water was off all day yesterday while we were pumping the water out of the basement. And it’s still off while Hubby and his brother are down there trying to get the plumbing fixed. This sucks!
In addition to all that, the phone keeps ringing this morning, and I just don’t feel like talking. Whether it’s bill collectors, family delivering the latest news from back home or a friend calling to ask about the best prenatal vitamins, I’m just not interested. I’ve got work to do and things to worry about, and I just want to be left alone.
