Well, Mike....
You cursed me with you're crack about re-wiring the house.
I was digging out some bushes in the front yard and then remembered the electrical cable that runs underground in that vicinity. I stopped what I was doing and checked myself. Yep. As long as I didn't make my hole any bigger I should miss the wire completely. I resumed digging. Then suddenly, POP! and the ground began to smoke.

Scared the h*ll out of me. Checked myself again I was a good 4 inches from where that cable should be. But, it made a jog underground and was right in my way!

Interestingly enough, it didn't pop one of my breakers. So I carefully dug out the now broken wiring and moved it out of my way. I had to wait until Leah was in school to shut down the electricity to the house (I have no idea which breaker controls that cable) and re-wire the thing. The whole time grumbling that Mike cursed me.
Since I had to rewire it, I decided to put the new wire in conduit so as to avoid future "accidents."