My friend Bambi (and "adopted" grandma to our kids) is staying at a hotel nearby, and she invited us to come swimming tonight for FHE. The kids were all excited, got their homework done quickly, and by 7 were all dressed and ready to go. Tim went downstairs on his way to the car and heard dripping sounds. SURPRISE... we had a broken pipe and a bunch of wet carpet.
We postponed our swimming activity to tomorrow night, and Tim is downstairs replacing the broken section of pipe and outdoor water spigot. Fun stuff eh?
I suppose I should go down and see if he needs any help.... Oh wait - I think I hear water re-filling the pipes. I think I'll stay here in my nice warm bed instead.