The Saga Continues...in freeform poem style

I posted on my facebook status update yesterday morning that I "was told the plumbing drama would end today."

Huh huh. Right...
I knew better.

As I was driving up my street yesterday after getting off work, I noticed the plumbing truck was still there. It was not the normal flatbed plumbing truck that had been there on and off the last few days. It was a van. I knew as soon as I saw that, seeing as it was after 5PM, that something was not right. I hoped I was mistaken and maybe they were just finishing up or something.

Huh huh. Right...
I knew better.

So I walk into the house. My wife was not on the main floor. Maybe she was down in the basement with the plumber looking over the finished project?

Huh huh. Right...
I knew better.

She comes up the stairs, and I could tell by the look in her wild eye that something was wrong. It can't be that bad, can it? I mean they are done with all the drilling and the water was turned back on the previous night.

Huh huh. Right...
I knew better.

"You better sit down," was all she said. I suppressed the growing dread.

Huh huh. Right...
I knew better.

Turns out muddy water from the hole they dug backed up and flooded the basement floor.
All over the new tile I just laid and all over the new carpet I just had installed. So much for the plumbing drama ending today.

Huh huh. Right...
I knew better.

Comments

Raisin said…
This is so awful! I'm sorry!
1/30/2009 11:19 AM
Rainy Rector said…
As a recent veteran of plumbing issues, you have my deepest sympathy and sincerest prayers! Our plumbing issues involved a broken sewer line that had "fallen off the main", a large backhoe, a large pile of dirt that still sits in my side yard waiting for a thaw, and lots and lots of $. Ugh! I hope that your troubles end soon! Peace.
2/02/2009 9:10 AM
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