We haven't had any home-related problems for quite a while, so I guess we were due for one. Hubby came in just after supper to say that the backyard faucet was broken. Of course it broke in the open position and was gushing water all over. He put the hose on it and shut it off that way, but he says the pressure is very high and the hose won't hold it for long, then we'll have a broken faucet AND a broken hose! So, he turned the water off after we got ready for bed tonight. Ugh. Oh, here's the best part: We have stuff to do every day for the rest of the week, so he won't have time to work on it until next week. Unless - unless it's just the actual handle that's broken. He's hoping that the handle is stripped and he can put on a replacement, which he already found in his handy-dandy tool box. He's going to try that first thing in the morning.
Meanwhile, we must beware. These problems always seem to happen in threes.