Plumbing and Bagpipes

A steady drip from beneath the kitchen sink turned into a steaming geyser expoloding into the kitchen proper.

The water spread so fast within minutes I heard it dripping into the basement.

Thankfully this geyser was caused by my land-lady attempting to fix the original leak.

Now the kitchen floor is so warped my kids were playing "King of the Mountain" on the huge lumps rising beneath the carpet.
I am so not kidding.

There is a hole in the living room wall; Samson pointed out that it's shaped like an "L."

No water in the kitchen and only cold water in the bathroom. I just washed some cups and silverware in water I heated on the stove.

I was snapping at my kids tonight. It wasn't their fault, but I was snapping at them anyway.

A bagpipe band and fiddling family were giving a free concert tonight by the library.
After a day like this, no way we were going to some bagpipe music.

My kids loved the bagpipes and especially loved the fiddling family. They were both dancing and we were all laughing.

Who can be maintain a bad mood watching pipers in their kilts and sporrans playing traditional tunes and the wee ones a laughing and dancing?

Not I.
Well, not for long anyway.