Unclogging Vs Hiring someone to Dig it for you

In case you have a well.... don't bother to try and unclog it.  It's cold, uncomfortable and pointless.

Hiring a well guy to dig it is expensive, but much easier.  We tried to save money and all we really did was waste time.  We can't afford it, after last fall/winter we are tapped out with left over debt, though a good chunk is paid off, it still lingers.  So, though we hate to do it, we have to rely on Jason's parents to dig us out, get the pun?  Not very punny, I know.

It really puts you in an uncomfortable place when you know you have no choice, and you know because of you and your choices that are costing someone else a huge amount.  If this had happened next year, we probably wouldn't be in this situation.  But it always seems that this is the way our lives go.  Maybe one of us mocked being stupid-stitious one too many times.  It seems that no matter what something bad happens to us.  I can't remember breaking a mirror or walking under a ladder, but we do have a black cat and we can't help but cross her path.


One friend asked, "Why do bad things always seem to happen to good people?"  Though I appreciate his sentiment, I don't know how "good" we really are.  Not that we are bad either, but we could be better.  If we were really good or perfect, we would have a $1mill (or more than we have anyway) in savings and investments because we'd have followed every prompting, every piece of advice and every recommendation from anyone and everyone who gave us good advice.


So a huge THANK YOU! to Jason's parents who are once again helping us out in a bad situation.  I don't know what we'd do without them!  They have taught us to be better parents, given us an example of the type of grandparents we hope to be, they have helped us over and over again and forgiven us when we've been dumb.  When we are hurting they there with a positive attitude trying to help us see a bright side.  They have done so much and I don't know how much I want to write here, because I don't want to be rude.  But I know every thing they have done, I have forgotten nothing.  And I'm grateful for such good and loving parents!  I hope that someday we can repay them for all that they have done, both financially and emotionally.

For those who have helped Thank You!
The Cousineau's- Thank you for the water, for paying the bill, for the manual labor, for fixing the snow blower again!  Thank you for being such good grandparents and parents, better than we deserve!
The Longs- Thank you for showers, use of the washer and dryer and water!
The Metzgers- Thank you for the much needed water!
The Willinghams- Thank you for the paper bag, the water cooler and the refills!
The Stevenson's- Thanks Eric for jumping down the well twice!
The Otero's- Thank you for the sump pump, and the manual labor!
The Sacco's- Thank you for the food and water!
The Robbins- Thank you for the water and water coolers!
The Bodily's- Thank you for listening!
The Callanta's- Thank you for listening and relating!
Chris and Shari- Thank you for calling, caring and listening!
The neighbors- Thank you for telling us your horror stories and helping with water and buckets.
And a Thank You to all those other's who will help, and those who want to help, and those who have offered to help, but I have had to turn them down as we were already getting help.
If I have missed you, it's not intentional!  It's just hard to remember everyone who has helped and offered because we have received so many offers from so many directions, that it is hard to remember everyone!


And the biggest THANK YOU! goes to Heavenly Father, for giving us such a wonderful family, such wonderful friends, for giving us trials and tribulations- even when we'd rather not have them.  For forgiving us when we ask for it, even if we don't deserve it.