WWI & WWII

Ohloh! It means hello but I don't know if I spelled it right. Anyways here at our house we had been fighting wars since last winter. We had an attack on Pearl Harbor last winter because the pump for our sewage tank started to fail. So what it ended up doing was shooting up and holding water in the pipe that went to our drain field. Well because it couldn't get water to drain it just held it there it filled too high and started spill out. Now it was just like every other winter night. It was cold and my sister and were all set for bed. We were just waiting to be tucked in. All of a sudden my Dad calls up and says "the tanks are over flowing I need your help.! Come down here right now!" So my sister and I trudge down to the basement to find it is under 1-2" of water.! So my dad hands us our rain boots and tells us what to do. We end up filling the shopvac with water and then running and dumping it outside. It seemed to be working until we found out we would be doing it for a while because the water was coming out faster than we were getting it out. So my dad thought and finally decided to put the tip of the shopvac's hose in where the water was coming out. Then we kinda mopped the rest up. My sister and I thought we were all done but then my dad said, "Common outside we have to drain some more out of the tanks." So as we were working outside my mom comes home from her meeting. Once we have finished up outside we come inside and dry everything up and place fans to help dry better. Thank Goodness that was over but it just started WWI. We had to replace our pump, get a new washer and dryer, get our well fixed, and have work done on our water softener. We won WWI and finally or water started working. Then WWII happened. Remember when I told you our old pump was shooting and holding water in the pipe that went to our drain field. The water had frozen in the pipe over winter and our pipe had shattered. We found out the hard way because my dad discovered it. He thought he had found the whole issue. He thought about 5' of pipe needed to be replaced. Then he saw the cracks go spiraling up the pipe and recruited some helpers or workers (slaves). ;) He told us probably wouldn't be too far just until the crack stopped. The whole digging process included digging the grass off the top and putting it in a pile, digging the black dirt off and putting it in a pile, and digging the sand out from around the pipe and putting it in a pile. In short every time we got to a cuppleing my dad told us the crack kept going and we would have to dig more. We dug a 1 1/2-2' deep, 1-1 1/2' wide, and 40' long! Then Hazah! The pipe started to turn off.! We were soooooo happy and then we only had to dig another foot to find the fabric stuff and rocks that are part of the drain field. The pipe was still cracked but it was in the drain field already so we just left it. (To me and my sister's great joy) Then my dad replaced the pipe and I got home from a fun day of shopping with my friends to find we had to fill the stupid trench.! Well yesterday we did so and we ended up filling the last part of the trench in full sun. It was like 100 degrees in the shade and we were in the sun.! Ugh to the max! Now it's done and my family and I have won the World Wars. ;) Pie-