Must Be Spring Fever

What is it with the first gorgeous weekend in St. Louis and chaos ensues? Bob and I had an exciting weekend and surprisingly, I did not lose my shit and go on a rampage.

Who doesn’t love waking up on a Saturday morning to a mini Old Faithful up the street?
This has been going on for at least 3 hours.
At least three hours of rushing water. Three hours minimum before Missouri American Water decided to come out and rectify the situation. It wasn’t the fact that we would be inconvenienced by the lack of water that ticked me off, it was that they didn’t come out fast enough to turn off the rushing water. It just pained me knowing all that water was just going down the drain, literally. Thank goodness they were able to fix the drain pipe that afternoon or else us and the dog would be moving in with my mother.

After enjoying a Sunday afternoon at the Tivoli watching the Oscar Shorts, we walked back to the car and was welcomed by this sight:

Hey, at least they put the driver’s side mirror on the hood for me, how considerate. Thanks, guys. Fortunately, a U City police officer left a card with a number to call and apparently, the Squeaks decided to step to a Metro bus and lost, badly. So, now we get to deal with that in the coming weeks.

I think this is the first time that I’m glad that my weekend is over, I don’t think I could handle anymore of this, or else I really may lose my shit.

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