Photo Story Friday: What Goes Around Comes Around

I have made a very important discovery about blogging.  Whatever you put out there in cyberspace has a way of coming back to you.  On some occasions I have really enjoyed the outcome of this particular principle.  But I find myself this week wanting to take this little gem of advice and smashing it with a backhoe.
Let me explain. 
Do any of you remember this little picture that I posted a while ago, so cleverly titled (or so I thought) "Evidence of State Budget Cuts"?

Well, I recently discovered this little picture floating around in someone else's postings.  I don't remember where it was and I don't really care that someone snagged this particular picture.  I got a kick out of it and I hoped that it would bring a smile to someone else's face. 
I have decided that someone at my city's Construction and Fix It Department somehow stumbled on my little picture and didn't think it was very funny.
And neither did God, apparently.
These two have gotten together and conspired against me.  Leaving me helpless and in a mess.
Wednesday night I went to a training meeting around 6:30, had a very wonderful time, and then came home in a wonderful mood only to discover this:

Now for those of you that can't tell what that is, its A LOT of water spraying like old faithful up out of the ground in front of my driveway.  This little discovery had me running like a mad woman into the house to get my husband. 
We live in a marshy area of town and we frequently have MAJOR flooding issues when the ground gets too wet.
Well we called all the appropriate people to try and get our new geyser taken care of.
After 2 hours of waiting, a few city trucks finally showed up, this was about midnight.  They told us they'd have the whole thing fixed before my husband had to leave for work at 6:00 the next morning.
Yeah!  I thought, how efficient they are!
Well, this is what we found in the morning, it took them 4 hours to do this:

Yes, it took four hours to locate my power line and insert 4 blue flags that showed where the water was shooting up from.  Oh, yeah, and it took 5 workers to get that far.

I was a little irritated.  That's all I'm going to say.

I came home from running kids to school with the knowledge that I was going to have to clear everything out of my basement that I wanted to salvage after the flooding began.  But to my surprise 2 City workers had shown up with a backhoe and had started tearing into the ground.

I set to work on my basement and they continued to dig, and dig, and dig.  12 feet under the surface of the earth they discovered the problem.  A shattered main water line.  They assured us that all would be taken care of within a matter of hours.

Two days later, I'm still clearing out my basement and my driveway promptly drops off into a 12 foot deep hole.  I have contaminated water and haven't done my dishes in three days.  That same water has to be turned off during the afternoon while they "work" at the problem and then turned back on when their shift ends.  Which because of budget cuts isn't very long.

Who's laughing now?  Not me.  Or my dishes.  Or my living room stacked to the ceiling with everything that we own.  Or my poorly bathed children. (please don't turn me into social services!)

So in the end I have decided that if I can't post anything nice I won't post anything at all.
(See God I apologized, now can I please, please, please get my water fixed?)


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