Vindication

This afternoon in front of our house, I noticed a big city truck with mammoth-sized pipe-type sucking/drilling contraptions all over it. Being the curious person I am, I went to take a look. The city workers had the lid off the manhole and the pipe-thingys went down into the manhole.

I felt an immediate flush of triumph. I knew what those men were doing. They were roto-rootering the storms drains. Months ago, I’d told the city engineer that they had a drainage problem—after all, the storm water was backing up into our basement. The city engineer denied it. But now that their water can’t back up into our basement—thanks to a concrete plug...they realize they have a problem. Duh.

I feel vindicated, but vindication never comes cheap.