Wait. WHAT?!
No really. My family and I were sitting at the table, finishing up a late breakfast of delicious biscuits and sausage gravy concocted by my brother Seth, when we heard a horrible splashing explosion. We had been having some work done on some piping in front of the house, so we run outside to see what the commotion was about. Nothing. Seth runs into the kitchen, followed by my dad, brother, and me. We see water running down the wall under a cabinet. Seth opens the cabinet and water comes rushing off the shelves onto the countertop and off onto the floor.
We pull all the dishes out and rush them to the table in the dining/living room. Seth took out the shelves while Dad and Casey ran to the yard, dug through two feet of snow to get to the water valve-main-thing to turn off the water. I grabbed towels from the whole house to put down on the floor and counter top.
We pulled out all the drawers, drained them, and set them up to dry against the wall in the living room. Seth started drying everything as best he could with a towel, and here we are.
So much for a nice, quiet snowed-in time at home.
THIS JUST IN: The guy who has been taking care of all the plumbing in the back yard was able to brave the two feet of snow with his right-hand guy to fix the pipe. WE HAVE WATER!!
God is so good. Seth's flight back to Kentucky got cancelled an hour before this happened. He was the one who did a lot of the dish-evacuation and clean up. God had us taken care of. He is so good.
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