the week of hazel's bday, our kitchen sink started backing up.
we finally called the plumber.
a 12 year old boy shows up. jk he had to have been 18 right?
and he cant fix it,
he calls his boss.
they say it's gonna be $5000,
oh wait, nope, there's more damage than we thought,
it's gonna be $13,000.
not to mention we were dog sitting this week, and there were 10 foot deep trenches
all throughout our backyard. and no fence.
i let hazel play in the trench.
jk, this is at the park.
look, there's a man in the hole
PVC... the way to go.
who makes cermanic piping?
obviously they weren't smart enough to invent plastic in 1926.
and a 20ft deep hole in the alley for good measure.
"wow mom a hole"
she's not impressed
i was trapped in the garage and ended up having to drive over this pile.