You know that you are bound to have days like this when you are married to someone with the last name "Murphy". Murphy's Law seems to creep into my life way more than I would like! I had one of those "days from you know where" and was looking forward to a night where I could have some fun with the kids, get everyone to bed early, and cash in early myself. My hubby was not going to be home because he was going to the hockey game.
Just as we were heading upstairs to bed, I hear a ruckus outside and begin to see a bunch of lights flashing. Sure enough, all of the noise and lights are coming from the parade of trucks pulling up in front of my house. Yes, there was a pipe that burst in our front yard! Long story short, it was pretty major and by the end of the whole situation, there were 5 trucks, a crane, a hole at least 8 feet deep and 8 feet wide, spotlights, no water to the entire street, and 2 kids who would not go to bed because of all of the chaos.
Well, just when I finish texting my husband to please bring coffee for the poor guys working in the freezing cold, don't I start to hear this strange buzz of trucks pulling away. Sure enough, faster than I could blink, they had filled the gigantic hole, packed their trucks and pulled away. The funniest part....my husband did not get to experience any of the craziness! He is actually going to think that I made the whole thing up! Literally, the entire time he has been gone it has looked like a war zone in front of our house. Our phone has been ringing off of the hook and neighbors have been stopping by all night wondering what is going on....and he missed it ALL!!
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