Today, a couple of hours after I got home from school, Bill was out in the front yard doing what he loves to do to make our yard green and beautiful. I was grading quizzes, when all of a sudden I heard Bill yell something about water, and the back deck leaking. I ran out to the deck, and there was a gusher spewing water everywhere. It seems that our very, very old table that stood up against the house next to the sliding glass door had broken in half (any wonder, since it was as old as dirt, and had tons of stuff piled on top of it?). I checked to see what I could do, but I think I made matters worse. The water was aiming away from the house, but as I began to clear off the table and attempt to move the broken pieces, the water was redirected toward the house, and we were in the beginning stages of a house flood. With my quick thinking and strong muscles, I put the table back on top of the broken pipe. Bill was in the front yard, trying to turn the water off, but to no avail. We finally got a hold of the water company, and they sent someone out to turn it off. We were grateful the water finally stopped drenching our deck, but now it's 10:30 pm, and I'm waiting for Bill to turn the water back on. He didn't have the tool before, but he went to the hardware store, and bought a new pipe and a thing-a-ma-jig to turn on the main line, so we wouldn't have to call the water guy. Bill wants me to go to bed, because I get up so early, but I want to make sure the water gets turned back on so I can take a shower in the morning.
So you see, friends and family, it's all about my shower...I shall stay up so Bill doesn't fall asleep and forget to turn the water on. He wouldn't be pleased with me if I tried to wake him up in the morning just so I could have my shower.
Here's the P.S.
Bill just went outside, turned on the water, while Mandy and I stood watch over the newly mended pipe, and it WORKED!
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