Being from the north, I have always known that winter means a frozen outdoors, but this morning we learned that it can also mean a frozen indoors...in the form of frozen pipes. Come to find that the builders never put any insulation around the second floor laundry room pipes that run along the garage. So, today I woke up, started the washing machine, and poor Husband went into the garage a bit later only to find dripping water and soapy puddles. Which of course didn't stop in the garage, but ran down into the basement. Thankfully, the builder came out this afternoon, unfroze the pipes, put in insulation, and someone will be out to fix the drywall tomorrow. Thanks, Husband, for taking the day to deal with all this! Love you!