“It’ll only take 30 minutes.”

by Katie on May 8, 2010

These are the infamous words of Brandon Leister. But I’ll tell you a little secret: it never only takes 30 minutes.
I’ve had a lot of experience with this in the past two years, so it doesn’t really bother me all that much anymore. I expect it. And anytime I hear those words, I inflate them in my head to something more like two hours and 30 minutes. So it’s really not a problem.
Most of the time, anyway. I’ll be honest.
So we had a water line out in our barn break. Not yesterday or anything. More like two weeks ago.
It was right outside the dog pen, so naturally, I found it. I immediately called him and asked him if he could take a look at it the next time he was at the house.
Three days later, he finally sees it. “Wow. That’s bad.”
“Yeah, that’s kinda why I asked you to take a look at it.”
So he decides to turn off the water to the barn temporarily until he can fix it. Only you can’t turn off the water to just the barn. You have to turn off all our water.
So, both of us knowing full well it will be a while before he can get to it, we leave the water line spewing everywhere.
Now I will give him this: he left town for about a week the day after he inspected this problem. Saying he would fix it first thing when he got back.
And what did he say about fixing it?
“It’s easy. It’ll only take 30 minutes.”
“Oh, so maybe a couple hours, maybe a couple days?”
“No, I’m telling you. I know exactly what to do. 30 minutes. Tops. The only problem is the water will have to be off a couple hours to fix it.”
“Brandon, I have full confidence you can fix it easily. It’s just that something always goes wrong, we won’t have quite everything you need, you know how it goes…”
So when I got home from exercise class Thursday evening, I noticed he was out at the barn. I don’t know how long he had been out there, but it was long enough to dig a huge hole and rip out some pipe. I’m guessing at least 30 minutes.
When I approached him, he said, “So, it’s not really what I thought it was.”
And I laughed.
So I made a trip to Lowe’s that evening while he was out changing some water, and the two of us worked on it Friday morning.
For more than 30 minutes.
Because sometimes, you know, things just take a little longer than you expect.
Or at least longer than Brandon expects.

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