This house really couldn't wait for me to leave before it broke again. It was raining and snowing all last week, so it took us god knows how long to notice the giant unnatural puddle forming in the side yard, courtesy of our main water hookup line being broken (again). This already happened two years ago, and the landlord had to dig up the whole front yard to fix it. Now it's happening again. This time, he is bringing in a professional plumber and an excavator to completely redo the pipes since the reason this keeps happening is because everything was installed wrong in the first place. Because of the time that will take, I will not have running water again before I move on the 14th, outside of the one hour a day we turn it on to shower and do dishes and flush the toilet and refill all the bottles and jugs (during which we will continue to leak water into the side yard at a rate of half a gallon per minute). At least our landlord is a decent guy who is managing all the repairs and also said he would eat the water bill for us this month. Very much first world problems (boohoo we only have running water when we have to go outside and turn it on), but I'm glad I won't have to deal with this janky place anymore.