Water Party

Our Friday night started with some google searches along the lines of "accidentally drilled hole through water pipe." Ten minutes preceding that was a combination of seeing water spray out of a pinhole in our wall, shooting across our living room at a bajillion gallons per minute* and Erik shouting "Kate, shut off the water!"** The only thing that could make the chaos worse is two screaming babies, which were happy to add to the madness.

Unerring accuracy.

I laughed. Erik didn't. Too soon.

Dear stud finder, that location was not a stud. At least I have a stud of my own who was able to roll up his sleeves and repair copper piping and drywall. This was his message on the way home from Home Depot:

Needless to say, our goal to wall mount a new big screen last weekend was delayed while we waited for the room and carpet to dry out. But it's up and running now!

*Or something like that
**I didn't know where the water shut off was, so he basically could have been shouting this command at Anders and received the same result.