No – Don’t Tell me How Much

So I came home yesterday And got right to work on the water pump (I know – you’re sick about reading about my water issues. Stay with me a little longer)

I hooked it up in a different way – running water straight from pump to house – and it broken the actual pump casing.

So today I called to have a professional come in and tear out the old and put in a whole new system. He thinks he might be able to do it in a day … I’m not holding my breath on that one.

So he gave the original estimate, ball park, round numbers, best guess. It was a number that had three zero’s after it. Then he realized I wanted him to pull the old system out, for which he doesn’t have the mechanical means right at the moment. He asked if I could wait a bit. (HA!) I said I’d prefer not to. He said he thought he could get it done using man power (he must employ people who have been exposed to gamma rays) and told me the hourly wage (now I want to be exposed to gamma rays). I said all right – see you tomorrow morning.

I called my father to break the bad news as he’s the one whose bailing me out. It really feels that way. Like I’ve been in lock up and now with now plea bargain offered, I’ve had to turn for him to foot the bill to bail me out.

I appreciate, and am grateful, that my family both can, and will, do this for me. But I hate that they have to. I truly wish I could have done this myself. I wish for running water more though, and so does my wife.

May tomorrow this awful ordeal can simply be another thing to try and forget about this interminable, offensive winter.

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