He Hears Us All

[Murph]

He Hears Us All

This past weekend, my wife and I were abundantly blessed by our new, close friends, the plumbers. I sincerely wish that was their last name, but alas, it’s their profession. The plumbers “checked-in” to our residence on Saturday morning and did not “check-out” until Monday evening, and now they feel like family. I hope they enjoyed their stay at the Hawk Suites.
It’s Pretty Simple, Really

So, what happened? Pretty simple, really. Friday evening, I quickly discovered that we did not have hot water. One thing led to another, and before we knew it, by Saturday afternoon strong men were tunneling under our house. Before the tunneling commenced, the “surgeon” plumber had to be called to locate the source of the leak.

The guru entered our residence wearing a stethoscope large enough to hear the heartbeat of a T-Rex, systematically listening to the slab to find the culprit. I fervently prayed that the bubbling brook would be discovered near the edge of the slab. With each foot of tunneling costing as much as a top-of-the-line Michelin tire, I needed the diagnosis to be found in a measurement of “inches” rather than “feet.”

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