It was pouring here!

Well, not literally. I'm just being dramatic. Monday was not a good day. First off, the water line for our refridgerator broke or came loose. How do I know? By the cascading waterfall that came pouring out of the water dispenser and down the shelves when I opened the freezer door. Panicked, so I called Scott at work, who told me to turn the water line off. This, however, means I have to pull the big, black appliance away from the wall, crawl into the space between the wall and said appliance, and turn the dusty knob.

Once that was accomplished, I cringed at the dusty, dirty mess now in plain sight. Not good, considering Jeff wanted to play in it and the water puddle on the floor. So I called up my sister, begged her to watch Vanessa and Jeff for an hour or to while I cleaned up the mess. For now, we're without a water dispenser and ice maker until we can either get it repaired or save up for a new refridgerator.

Second, Scott and I discovered the spring for the garage door was broken, right before we went to bed. I was in the bedroom, listening to the garage door being opened and closed. Curious, I went out to the garage and found Scott staring exasperatedly at the garage door. Upon closer inspection, we found the spring really messed up, as well as some of the wheels in the track were ready to pop off. We think it's because the kids like to hang onto the door as it opens, lifting them up into the air. Something we've told them countless times not to do. But, we're just parents, so what do we know, right?

Anyway, we got the garage door repaired yesterday, which was a big sigh of relief. We had to leave the garage door open during the night, which made me nervous. I fully expected the kids' bikes and the lawnmower to be gone the next morning. But, they weren't. Everything was still there; I guess parking our cars to block off the opening really worked.

So, that's what's been happening so far. And today is only Wednesday.