Well, we left Nebraska early so that I can twiddle my thumbs at work tomorrow for no apparent reason… twelve hours straight from North Bend to Irving…
only to hear the telltale rush of “water coming from nowhere,” and find that there’s an inch of water on both bathroom floors, because we’ve had a pipe burst in the wall. God knows how long it’s been spewing gallons of now-stagnant water in between our walls to attract termites and start rotting out the timbers.
Lovely. Just fucking lovely.
