Water Water Water

The spigot on the back of our house (that you hook the hose to) has been leaking badly for some time, and needed to be replaced.

This morning my Kid Brother called. The Kid Brother who is DESERTING ME and moving 10 miles away (he currently lives 2 blocks away). This Kid Brother could really use some help to move. So I took the seats out of my minivan, and spent the morning loading his stuff up and hauling it to the new place. Which is a lot nicer. And his kitty can be with him inside. And it's only 4 miles from his work. And he has nice roomies. So it's great for everyone except us. Which is why I ultimately decided to assist him in this move. Cause I try to be nice like that.

Anyway, Kid Brother is a pretty handy fellow, and as a kindness for me he offered to fix the leaky faucet. I had purchased the new brass faucet and fittings etc., and everything was going just fine.

Till the water happened.

It was spraying all over my laundry room from a crack in the pipe that was so old it was inevitable with the slightest disruption.

I'll spare the long story. We (and by We I actually mean they, as in Kid Brother and Childhood friend of Kid Brother's. But I did try to be useful and do helpful things like shine a flashlight on the pipes to help illuminate the situation. We were the Total A-Team. Rock Stars. We were!) tried to repair it to the proper set up. But kept having leaky problems. So finally we did a work-around that allows us to use the water in the house at least. And there isn't water spraying out all over my laundry/storage room is any more.

I'm SO grateful for this. Cause it's a stinky bummer to have to drive to a restaurant or gas station to use the bathroom. To say nothing of the beauty of good, clean hands. Or showers. And someday, when more time is to be had, we'll have to change the spigot situation so that we've got water out there. But not now, cause I'm capooted...clean tuckered out from the day's labors. And it's going to be a short night.