Since I've loved so much lately to speak of my hole, my back log, my sewage, and the like, I thought I'd do so once again. Hopefully there will only be one or two more so inspired posts beyond this one.
I never thought I'd find myself saying something like, "Only $1250! Woo-hoo!" But here I am doing it, as the cost could have been far greater... by two thirds or more.
As noted earlier, when I arrived home today, I discovered that I had an exposed underground. Only I had no phone calls or messages or notes on my door to further elaborate on the state of my household bowels. I didn't dare risk assuming anything, as I am far too dangerous when I assume. So I left it all alone and took the kids (at their request) over to my father's house two miles down the road for emergency restroom detail, a practice we had gotten quite good at these last several days.
While at my father's, I called the cell phone of noble gentleman number two, to gauge his situational awareness with regard to my sewage flow. He tells me they got it all hooked up, and that everything is functional, but they couldn't bury everthing until it was inspected by the city tomorrow.
Glee was rampant within me. I loaded the kids into the car for the short drive home, and the very first thing I did when we got there was... flush! And I did it three more times just to be sure. More glee!
Until I realized what lay before me.
You see, it's rare for me not to do at least one load of laundry every night, just to keep up. And here we've been several nights without such ability. I will be doing much laundry the next few nights.
And then there's the dishes. I don't exactly have a large inventory of dishes to begin with, so several days without the ability to run the dishwasher has us not only piled on the dirty dishes, but left few usable dishes to spare. The dishwasher and I will re-aquaint often this evening and maybe the next.
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