When we woke up on Sunday morning, we had no water. This has been our run of luck lately with our 5 year old refrigerator going out three times (no repair person could come for nearly three weeks), and various other problems all in the midst of putting our floor down, which has turned our little house into a construction zone.
Monday morning came, the plumber was called then the well specialists were called. Thankfully, it ended up being an easy fix and we had water again by lunch time. I’d like to say I handled it well, but I embarrassingly cried on the plumber. I think perhaps I don’t deal with stress that well.
To take a break from all of the flooring, I took the children to a favorite little spot up the mountain. We hiked up the creek a bit and spent all day playing the in the crystal clear water, collecting beautiful rocks, and laying in the sunshine. It was exactly what I needed.