It is cold. Very cold. The windows are not finished being framed in yet so all the warmth from the house pours out from around the windows on one side of the house, being replaced by cold pouring in from the opposite side of the house. Most of the doors have big gaps where cold air screams through, too.
So basically, we're cold. Very cold.
By turning off the pump in order to address the frozen pipes issue, we have discovered that the steady trickle of water coming into the basement is not ground water seeping in but rather is water being pulled up the pipe by the pump and spilling out through a crack in said pipe somewhere between the house and the well. Luckily for us this discovery was made After the ground was frozen and there is 2 feet of snow on top of it. Good Times.
The good news:
Bryan was NOT killed by a stupid driver who pulled out right in front of him this morning on his way to work. (That pretty much trumps all that other bad news up there. I'm unbelievably thankful for that.)
P.S. Sorry that these photos are a bit sea-sick. The lighting is really weird up there and I was being quick with the camera.
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