Thanks For The Shower YMCA

This has nothing to do with our kitchen renovation but I promise I'll catch yall up on the kitchen this weekend. We've made lots of progress and we might just meet our end of August deadline. Crap. I'm sure I just jinxed us by saying it (tying it?) out loud.

Anyway, for now I just wanted to share one of the many joys of owning an old home. Something is always going wrong at the most inopportune moments. 

The hubs went out of town on Wednesday last week for work for a couple of days. The day he leaves I discover water shooting up out of the grass in our backyard from a broken water pipe to our washer (which is in our garage). 

Awesome. Gotta love the 1950's standards for a completely exposed water pipe.

I turned off the main water line so we wouldn't have a flood in our backyard. Jon was coming home Friday evening so I figured I could hold out with no water until then. I don't like having service guys come by if I'm home by myself. Really the only thing that concerned me was taking a shower. Then I realized I could just shower and get ready for work at the YMCA after my work out in the mornings. A shower is really good motivation to get out of bed and get to the gym.

Thursday I wake up early, get to the gym, work out, shower there, and leave for work. Worked out perfectly.

Friday I wake up late. No time to work out but I really need a shower. I go to the YMCA (in my work out clothes so I at least look the part) and go straight to the locker room to shower. I walk out all clean and dressed for work about 40 minutes later. As I walk out I glance at the front desk to see if anyone noticed I just walked in there to shower. No one sees me. I'm in the clear! *whew*

Jon and my brother fixed the water pipe and we turned our water back on on Friday evening.

In case you're wondering, you can get two good flushes out of a toilet (number 1 only, no number 2) after the water is turned off.  Use them wisely.

Sometimes ya just gotta do what ya gotta do.