All day Friday I had a little voice in my head warning me over and over about our septic system. Without reason or even the faintest clue to a problem, I just went on with my day. By Friday 4 pm, I had had enough, and so I decided to go inspect. We had no clue where the septic system was or how is works, but at least I had to try. As I walked into the backyard, IT FOUND ME.
The unmistakable smell of sewage hit my nostrils and was pouring into our yard. Normally a high stress person like me would go into hesteria over this. I didn't panic because I had already been told about this problem from my little voice.
I told Michael when he got home from work, called a plumber, and got a $4100 quote for a repair!!!!!!!
EEEEEEKKKKKKKK!!!!!! is what I wanted to say, but I chose joy over freaking out. Deep breaths and praising God for our home and our convenient toliets, we told the man we would have to sleep on it and sell a kidney (hee hee).
Then on Saturday, we ripped up our deck which was on top on the tank and started digging. As I was scooping up dirt on top of the lid, and I thought I pulled up a rock. Well no, it was a part of the lid to the tank. And what to my wondering eyes did appear, but a full view of the inside of our cess pool. Even as a plumber's daughter, I wasn't prepared for seeing or smelling that.
To wrap up this stinky tale and give praise to God, another guy quoted us $60 to repair it. We'll see what happens in then end, but whatever God is SO GOOD to me. And this WILL NOT
steal my joy and peace.
Here's my awesome husband digging around it. He worked from 9:00am when it was 34 degrees to 7:00 pm on this thing. He's has lots of battle scars to prove his valor.
Here's pictures of my cutie pies. They played outside while we worked all day. I sure do love my
kids.
PS I finally cost us $180 for the repair and $200 for the pumping. Our babysitting money
covered it!! 
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