Tonight, my big plan was to come home, get into pajamas, feed the kids and hit the bed. I've also learned that sometimes things don’t always turn out like you’d like them to.
Rose went to get the mail and came back inside saying, “Mommy, something bad is happening outside. Come see!”
Now, I'm used to the drama that gets served up from my girls. The "something bad" could be as simple as a bird's nest on the ground or trash in the yard. I wasn't expecting what I found.
My front yard was flooding from a steady bubbling stream of water from my front garden.
I was stunned. What to do? I tried calling my neighbors and no one was home. I called the city and they said it wasn’t their deal. Then I called a sprinkler system repair guy who told me where to turn off the water. Problem was, I didn’t have the tools for it. Ah but my friend J does! I called J and he came over to look at it for me. Have I mentioned that I love the nice guys in my life?
We turned off all the water everywhere and figured out it was a pipe that came loose under the ground. Something shifted in the heat; perhaps it was one of the trees or something. I still had to call a plumber out to work with J. Thankfully, this guy was great – let J fix the problem, supplied the parts and only charged me the emergency discharge fee. Woohoo!
You know me... I’m always trying to find the positive in situations like these. Surely I should see something good in this. My positive attitude always pays off! The kids brought out their scooters and three wheelers and rode down the sidewalk out front. They also sat on the sidewalk and watched cars go by. I remember doing that as a kid; I would stay outside til Mom said it was time to come inside and that was usually because it was getting dark. It was nice to see the girls enjoying something so simple on a warm summer evening. J even pulled out a Frisbee and they all played in the front yard.
Then, as the guys were working on the pipe, I saw a girl go by on her bike. I watched her to see where she was going. She was just a few houses down!!! I mentioned to the guys that I should go down and talk to her, just to know another cyclist in the area. Maybe she’d think I was crazy? The plumber, a cyclist himself, said, “You know she won’t think you’re crazy. She’s a cyclist!”
I actually walked down the street and knocked on the doors of 3 different houses until I found her! Isn’t that hilarious?! When she finally opened the door and I told her that I was a cyclist too, she was so excited and invited me inside! She told me that she is one of many single gals on that end of the street. There is one other girl who rides as well. We talked for a little while and totally hit it off. She has done a few triathlons and said she'd love to train with me. She said she was going to email me tomorrow to introduce me to the other girls! Hooray!!! She was just as excited as I was!
All in all, I had to pay a plumber to come out to fix a pipe but my kids were able to enjoy a simple childhood evening and I made a new friend to bike with!
Life is good!