I hate when I have what feels like a semi-decent swim and my times are utter crap. OK, fine, my shoulder hurt from cleaning, but still, worst times in a month and since vacation, I'd been massively improving.
Came home and was pulling dead wires and pipes from the basement. Pulled a copper line and water poured out. About gave me a heart attack. It was NOT attached to anything. It just had never been drained when disconnected. 5+ year old water, ick.
I want to kill everyone who did work on this house and didn't pull the lines when they disconnected stuff. I have scary looking nests of wires that I have to pull one at a disgusting time, test, trace, clip, pray I am not accidentally cutting my phone line. Ahrg.