I was settling down for one of my most coveted hours of the day yesterday (the one where I turn my space heater on and study whatever I want to, in this case it was the lesson I had to teach in church today). Meanwhile, Will had put himself busily to work installing metal cabinets in our bathroom. We had marked the studs where the stud finder indicated that the wood would be- and all he had left to do was drill the holes. Clearly I was not needed so I started into my studies. After two minutes, my generally very calm husband was screaming-- Summer, Summer, Summer! At the same time I heard water pounding against a hard surface. I rushed into our bathroom to see water spraying out of a hole in the wall. My hubby had hit a main water line. This may have been fine and dandy had my father been home to tell us how to shut off the water. No such luck.
Will ran upstairs to find help and I spent a few helpless moments envisioning the water damage - walls having to be torn down and cabinets having to be removed. So I quickly grabbed our cooler, we had used for our vacation this past week, and started the tedious process of filling it up with water and dumping it in the bath. Meanwhile, Will had called my dad and was trying to pry open the metal door to the home's water supply. -- About five minutes had passed by the time Will came back to help with the cooler- I was soaked the floor was soaked and the situation was only worsening. The wall was starting to bubble and the hole was getting bigger. Finally, we pryed the metal door off of it's hinges and Will turned the water off- which left a trickling flow of remaining water (see the picture below). The actual fix was not as difficult has I had originally envisioned. Within 30 minutes my dad was back with a clamp for the pipe and the problem was fixed (Dad said in the "old days" that repair would have been much more difficult to fix, but because Will is not the first to drill into a water pipe unknowingly- plumbing stores have since "smartened" up their technology and the repair went quick).
The whole situation was so crazy/amusing I couldn't help but blog right away about our miniature catastrophe ;) Stay tuned for Will's report on our vacation to Bear Lake and Park City. It was very fun! O one last news moment - in the midst of the whole week of recreation "Will'son" decided to start his first detectable kicks and summer saults in my stomach! Yahoooooo! Things are going well with our baby. He is somewhere between 1.5 to 2 pounds and 13 inches in length. We can now speak and he hears and he can detect light... Our baby is growing and we are sooo excited!
Until next time, this is Summer signing off…