Drip drip drop

I'm sure it doesn't take a genius to figure out what will happen to one's pipes when they've been frozen for three plus days. But there's a little part of me that tries to think optimistically in these situations anyway, and I try to believe that "no, our pipes are just frozen, they haven't burst." Forgetting that popping noises have been heard over the last few days.

Well, you can all rest assured knowing we got the water back on...if you consider it trickling out of the pipes "back on." However, because there's always a however, one of the pipes burst. So, I guess the water's really not back on. But there was movement through them for a brief period of time. And that was a blessed sound.

Now, if we can just convince a plumber to come save us from our misery of living with no water, life will be good. I feel like they're on back order. Thank goodness for a home warranty, that's all I have to say. Oh, and this guy for taking care off all of these oh-so-fun projects. I love me a handy man.