Warning, this is kind of a complain-y post, so feel free to skip down to the last few paragraphs at the end. I won't feel bad!
As you may or may not know, the house we live at is under major construction. In the process, our water has been turned off multiple times. Last week, our water (which came in through a hose) was turned off and hooked up in it's new location, with pipes. When Jon tried to turn it on, nothing came out. So he went to check, and the plumbers connected the pipe in the wrong place, so when you turned on the water, it went around the house, and back up, and started pouring out underground at the pipe they just cut. I'm sure that didn't make any sense, but it's too boring to explain the whole thing, so suffice it to say, they totally messed up. And apparently don't check their work. Well, Thursday night, Jon's parents come over and notice the garage floor is soaking wet. The washer was not the culprit, so they look around and find the toilet in the garage is overflowing. After some plunging, and investigating, and a lot more overflowing when Jon tried to take a shower, we realized: every time water goes down a drain, it overflows out the toilet. So the garage is soaking in raw sewage. Awesome. And since we had no water, we had no toilet. Luckily (I guess) there is a bucks outside, which I had to use, and I can safely say was one of the grossest experiences of my life to date :) So the plumbers came Friday to fix it, and cleared out a clog, and I think put some new pipes. One of the contractors came around 5pm to tell us our water was back on. So I went and drained the water out of the washer, and I looked a couple minutes later, and water was pouring out of the toilet again. We tell the contractor, since the plumbers were long gone, not bothering to even check if they did it right yet again. So the saintly contractor stayed waiting for the plumbers to return, which I think they never did. We heard something in the front, and Jon went to check, and the contractor was digging with an excavator, and he eventually found a pipe that had been cut off, and dirt was coming into. So that might be the problem. He said the plumbers would be coming the next day to try and fix it. Meanwhile we went to Jon's parent's apartment, and spent the night. So later on Saturday, Jon goes back over to make sure we have water before we pack the kids back over, and IT'S NOT FIXED! (That is me yelling) The pipe is still cut, nothing was done. So we will be here at least until Monday, and who know if they'll actually fix it then! The thing that topped it all off, is there is a hole in our wall, where a door is going to go. It's normally covered with plywood. Well apparently while we were gone, the people doing the sheet rock took the plywood off, and just left with it off. I'm starting to think they just really hate us.
So that was a really long complaint to explain why we are not at home, and the pictures will have to wait. And, I'm not writing this just to complain, I do appreciate being able to live there, and I just want to remember so I can be really grateful when the remodel is done.
On a happier note, my mom got up really early and drove up and walked a 5k with me! She was feeling sick too, so thanks mom! It was really fun and I appreciated having her there!
Aimee can wave, and blow kisses now too. It is adorable. She's still not crawling, and I can't say I'm sad yet! She gets up on her hands and knees and rocks, so it's only a matter of time. And she can stand up if she's leaning on the couch or something. It's really fun. I forgot how fun this stage is. She's learning so fast. I do miss her being the tiny baby, but I love that she's interacting with us more.
Katie is either cracking me up or driving me crazy. Sometimes both at the same time. She's talented like that.
