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Life Is Hard And Then They Dig Up Your Septic Tank...

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That sounds really nice, Deb, but I think I'm going to have to settle for a camp toilet, Cake Boss on Netflix with four kids piled around me on the bed, and lots of klonopin!!

I just hope they can get the tub out in one piece this time. The last time we did this, the plumbers had to saw the tub in half. It took all day, ate up three reciprocating saw blades, and sounded like someone feeding a cat through a pencil sharpener tail first.

If they have to do that again, I am fleeing to the library and taking refuge on the reference aisle. It's always very quiet there. :cool:
 
I wish I had a magic wand that could zap this collossol disaster and make it all right for you. I think Debs idea of a hotel is a good one to consider. I know it would be crowded with the kids but it would get you away from the mess and give you a break. You are writing checks anyway.

My heart goes out to you. Dealing with septic tanks is gross, having to deal with that three times. It is a big pain in the ass. I wish I could think of the funny side of this but I am drawing a blank, because I feel for you so.

Just take the best care of yourself that you can while you go through this. Please know you are not alone and there are alot of people who care about you and are rooting and cheering you on. Hugs and prayers. You have alot of inner strength to get you through this. I am proud of you. Sending you healing and humor to show up when you need it. Do not pull out your hair.:confused:
 
They came this morning and dug up the yard and put little flags around. Then they had to wait because they needed the guy to pump out the tank. Only his truck broke down.

So now there's a huge trailer blocking my drive and a bulldozer-digger kind of thing parked in my front yard.

The pumping truck came during dinner. So that's done. But it has to stay pumped until tomorrow. So we're supposed to flush the toilet only if ABSOLUTELY NECESSARY (which my husband thinks means NEVER)... and other than that, we can't run any water down the drain.

It's about 40 degrees outside, so no one is volunteering to take a shower with the garden hose.

Oh- and the contractor is kind of bent out of shape because he's missing a job day tomorrow. They're going to cut our water line, and to save money, the contractor (a friend of my husband) is renting a ditcher and coming to dig the new ditch for the water line so the plumbers can come and reconnect it at some point.

To sum up: It's bleeding cold. It's rainy. We can't wash anything (including ourselves). We've been reduced to the indignity of using a portable potty set up in the bathtub. They're cutting off our water tomorrow and we don't know when it will be turned back on. And the day after, they begin removing the bathtubs and the camp toilet becomes an integral part of our lives for a while. Oh- and the camp toilet leaks a little bit, too. So it may have to go outside. It's like an outhouse... only without the actual outhouse. Only one step up from picking a bush to squat behind.

Aaargh!!! I need donuts.
 
Angel I know this is off topic but I hope it makes you laugh. My son came over with a box of donuts. I ate alot of them. We finshed them off. That night when I was sleeping, my husband told me I was saying no more donuts, no more donuts. I was busted!:roflmao: He did not know I had eaten the donuts.

I hope the septic tank gets taken care of soon and you will get your water turned on. I remember being without water and that is tough. Hopefully this will all be be behind you. Thinking of you. Great big cyber hugs.
 
They kept finding mote problems as they went along!

Yeah- that's the thing that drives me crazy. I get settled down and used to the idea that one thing is going to happen, and then they find or decide to do something else.

Today's new thing is they've decided that they have to put the septic line in the one place in the yard where our water line can run between two trees.

There's supposed to be a 10 foot distance between water and septic lines. So our choices are now 1) dig up our neighbor's fence, run the water line on the property line, and try to put the fence back in. 2) Cut down an enormous oak and pine tree, have the stumps ground out, and try to put the water line there (very expensive & we lose our trees), or 3) run the water line right by the septic line illegally and hope that the water line never, ever cracks or anything because then we would have septic runoff drizzling into our water supply. Did I mention this is ILLEGAL and we'll be busted as hell if the inspectors figure out we've done it?

And yet, this is the solution the guys in the front yard think is the best idea. Sigh. Why do men make so many rules if they're just going to break them? If it's really ok to run a "pressurized PVC water line" right beside a septic line, why is there a law against it???

And what can I do about it? They have the bulldozer. Not me. I am feeling frustrated and helpless and my husband just yelled at me.
 
((((((((((((Angel)))))))))))) I am so sorry this is happening to you. I hope you find the solution that best works for you. My heart goes out to you. What a headache. I hate Murphy's Law that seems to be operating in your situation. You will get through this one way or another. It will all get done.

I am sorry that the guys seem to think that putting it by the septic tank line is a good idea. It sounds like you have two options. I wish you the best in finding the one that best works for you. I am sorry that all of this overwhelmning stuff is happening to you.

I wish it was not such a big hassle for you. I wish that you did not have to go through this at all. But you will get through it one baby step at a time. I know you will. When it is done you will never have to go through this again. Big hugs. I wish I could give you a real hug and help out in some way.
 
Are they there every day? I was thinking you could maybe go to MIL house on weekends as a getaway to regroup for the stressful week and get laundry and showering and stuff done for the week? It would be two days at least away from the mess. ((((A2W)))) I hope you find some way to get through this, you're stronger than me to make it this far!
 
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