Water, Water, Where's the Water?

My beloved husband (BH) is at the farm trying to get a leaky pipe fixed. We discovered a leak in the pipe before the water meter that leads into the small house. The County has been out to the farm three times and cannot find the valve to shut the water off. It's buried somewhere in a bean field. Meanwhile, we have a steady stream of water running in the basement. That house has a dirt floor in the basement, so the water is not really damaging the house, but still, we don't know how long it has been leaking.

Someone from the County left a voice mail message on our home phone here in the city, but BH is at the farm with the cell phone turned off, so it's impossible to get in touch with him unless I drive for an hour and a half to tell him in person. I can only hope that he will give them a call when he sees no progress has been made.

Once the water is turned off, we need to get a plumber in to the fix the leak. We also have at least three broken pipes in the big house that need to be fixed before we have running water there. We spent last weekend there without any water. It was a little like back country camping, but with a nicer bed.

I'm still trying to figure out this blog thing so no pictures yet.