Welcome to my world.....

So, yesterdays hiatus. Yeah.... I had the Direct TV installer at my house to fix up a previous installers screw-ups, and when he went to run some wire through my crawlspace, he discovered that there was a foot and a half of water under my house. So I called housing (I live on post). They said they would send someone out. 2 hours later, they finally showed up. They poked around for about 20 minutes, then said someone else would be coming to actually fix it. 2 hours later, the contractor finally showed up. I had been told I couldn't leave because I don't have a PTE (permission to enter, I don't want random strangers in my house when I am not there, regardless of whether they are employees of housing or not. They are still strangers to me. *Digression* Why is it that parents would NEVER EVER let a stranger walk away with their brand new baby, but if it is a nurse (or who they think is a nurse) it is totally ok. I never let my babies out of my sight after they were born, if they did have to leave me for any reason, I sent someone I knew with them. Yes, it may be a nurse or even a doctor, but it is still a person you don't know who doesn't love your kid like you do, and who may be having a bad day or not really like their job or whatever. And if they are mean to or hard on your baby, you have no way of knowing. *End Digression*) So I waited and waited and waited. An hour and a half later, I asked the contractors if they needed anything done inside the house. They looked at me like I was nuts. They said no, that I could have left any time I wanted to go. It is now 6:30pm, and I HAVE to go get diapers. I had also promised Ivy we would go to the popcorn store (Target). So, by the time we were done getting gas, going to the commissary, and going to Target, it 9:30 by the time I got home. So it is 9:30 at night, I have 3 kids to get out of the car and into bed, groceries to unload and put away, and a dog to take outside. It was 11 pm before all of that was done. Then this morning, I hear people outside of my house. I go outside, and it turns out, they had accomplished NOTHING yesterday. Not even pumping the water out from under the house. So about an our later I go outside to find out if it is safe to shower. The guy says I can if I absolutely HAVE to, but he would prefer if I didn't. So now I have to get 3 kids and a dog out the door to go to my friend preggo's house to shower. I went outside just before I left to find out if the project would be done today or not, and they had pulled up all the sewer piping in my lawn, and it was laying next to the 3 ft deep, 20 ft long ditch that was now in my yard. (This is also when I found out it had, in fact, been a sewer pipe that burst under my house. Apparently my house was not the only one in my neighborhood with that problem, there were at least 2 others yesterday that I heard about. They think it has something to do with the torrential rains we had this week.) The piping was in pieces, and I have never smelled anything as horrific as my yard was this morning. Plus you could see all the lovely stuff that resides in sewer pipes. I dry heaved just trying to put the kids in the car. So I am now at preggo's house, wondering if I will ever have plumbing again. Also, once I found out that it was sewage under my house, I wanted to walk on my tiptoes. Seriously, there needs to be more space between the sewage and I than the floor. EEEWWW.....