The Other Season

As I have said numerous times before, we have two seasons here: winter and construction. Today we are experiencing the construction season full force.

Last week we received a letter telling us that the water/sewer lines on our street will be replaced beginning this past Monday. No other details, no telling us just HOW inconvenienced we will be, no telling us whether we will be able to get off of our street or not, etc, etc. We live at the end of a dead end street, so it would have been nice to find out whether we needed to move our vehicles or not. It also would have been nice to find out that this MAJOR project would happen earlier--less than a week before said project begins just isn't enough time. Really, what if we had major work planned for our home and trucks and workmen needed access? Or if we were planning a move during the time the street was being dug up? Obviously, someone dropped the ball on this one.

Monday came and went and there was no work done on this street. The same on Tuesday. Mid-morning today, the equipment and men began pouring onto our street and the work began. About six hours later, we were given the note that said the work would begin today. (No reason to rush these things--after all, we could look out of the front window and SEE with our own eyes what is going on.)

About 4:00 or so this afternoon, things seemed to be going quite well. The guys had dug up our neighbor's yard and street in front of their house and had moved onto our property. It looked as if everything was moving right along and their estimated day of completion--3 July--just might work out. Then it happened. They busted the main water line. We have now been without water for about one and a half hours and there is no telling when we will get it back. YIPPEE!!!! And I still have a week+ of this shit. I think their early estimation of three weeks will be closer to the truth as to how long this will take. I just LOVE construction season.