Then I remembered that yesterday morning when the house was quiet and I was in the little bathroom I heard water running and I even went upstairs to investigate but found nothing and then forgot to tell Lucky #6 about the noise.
So this morning when Lucky woke from his slumber I remembered to mention the tranquil sounds of running water.
Hmmm....
The peaceful sound was not coming from inside the house.
The tranquil noise was not coming from any outside faucets.
The hideous sound was coming from the pump house where the M'r F'n pipe had burst in the concrete.
So, Lucky and Wyatt just set off for town to rent a jack hammer and buy new pipe.
And don't think for one minute that this is a burden that Mike will bear alone.
Oh no my friend, I will share in the suffrage by not being able to wash the dishes or do the laundry today.
The sacrifices one must make..
The timing of the busted water line could not have been better though considering Mike is almost finished with the deck project.
The only other project we have in the works is turning the old riding lawn mower into a white trash quad for Wyatt.
Mike is going to take off the mower deck and throw an old orange bicycle flag on it and call er' good.
Wyatt is excited beyond words.
He really thinks he's the luckiest boy in the world :)
Boy, I'm glad the water pipe sprung a leak, this blog has been pretty "dry" lately.
Get it?
Dry?
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