Day of rest, my foot.
I went out to feed the birds and heard running water.
We don't have a creek.. Or water feature.. So what the hell?
The hose access was corroded, and shattered. In the main line.
Called water co to shut it off, and started digging. My mom came to help.
Much mud, blood, and profanity.
Brute force isn't always a good thing, but when your connections look like mine.. Go HULK on them.
HULK HATE WATER BREAK!
Happily, all was fixed with ONE Lowes trip and a pint of blood (mine). Water repaired and turned back on just before dark. YEAH, baby!
Hopefully I didn't accidentally work some dark ritual with a mix of blood, iron and dirt.
I do have that clown to worry about. ;)