2.06.2012
crazy happenings at my house
This has not been a normal span of a few days.
Gouda was sick all of last week, and I finally convinced him to go to the doctor on Friday. He came back home with some antibiotics and a diagnosis of bronchitis. When he walked back in the house around 4:30, he said there was water all over the entryway, downstairs bathroom, hall, and Harry Potter closet (under the stairs).
He called me at work and I came home as soon as I could...after calling the housing manager, who in turn called the property management and a plumber. I walked in the house and there were towels everywhere. Gouda has managed to soak up most of the free standing water, and the poor guy, just back from the doctor, had to empty almost the whole Potter closet by himself. Me and my gimpy shoulder did the rest. Fortunately, we didn't lose anything since most things were in boxes...the outer boxes were trashed, but contents were okay.
Anyhow, we found that the source of the water wasn't a leaking toilet, but it was coming through/under the wall from my neighbor's place. My issues with the neighbors warrants a separate post, but let's just say they weren't my favorite people when the day started.
Plumber came, made sure the main line was clear, which it was. Seems the kids had broken the toilet handle and decided to just keep flushing it, then walked away as the toilet continued to run. So it ran, and ran, and ran.
I now have a dehumidifier and two big fans set up downstairs, and the affected area is separated by plastic (and a zipper in the plastic!) a la ET. The flooring was pulled up and concrete is exposed. Much of the base of the walls will need to be repaired. Seems it'll take another 3-5 days, at least, for everything to dry out.
In the mean time, the fans are super loud and it's pretty much impossible to watch TV downstairs. Well, watching is fine, but listening is a problem. Fortunately Lucy doesn't seem to mind the noise too much and has been a trooper through the whole thing.
But still, ugh.
Gouda was sick all of last week, and I finally convinced him to go to the doctor on Friday. He came back home with some antibiotics and a diagnosis of bronchitis. When he walked back in the house around 4:30, he said there was water all over the entryway, downstairs bathroom, hall, and Harry Potter closet (under the stairs).
He called me at work and I came home as soon as I could...after calling the housing manager, who in turn called the property management and a plumber. I walked in the house and there were towels everywhere. Gouda has managed to soak up most of the free standing water, and the poor guy, just back from the doctor, had to empty almost the whole Potter closet by himself. Me and my gimpy shoulder did the rest. Fortunately, we didn't lose anything since most things were in boxes...the outer boxes were trashed, but contents were okay.
Anyhow, we found that the source of the water wasn't a leaking toilet, but it was coming through/under the wall from my neighbor's place. My issues with the neighbors warrants a separate post, but let's just say they weren't my favorite people when the day started.
Plumber came, made sure the main line was clear, which it was. Seems the kids had broken the toilet handle and decided to just keep flushing it, then walked away as the toilet continued to run. So it ran, and ran, and ran.
I now have a dehumidifier and two big fans set up downstairs, and the affected area is separated by plastic (and a zipper in the plastic!) a la ET. The flooring was pulled up and concrete is exposed. Much of the base of the walls will need to be repaired. Seems it'll take another 3-5 days, at least, for everything to dry out.
In the mean time, the fans are super loud and it's pretty much impossible to watch TV downstairs. Well, watching is fine, but listening is a problem. Fortunately Lucy doesn't seem to mind the noise too much and has been a trooper through the whole thing.
But still, ugh.
Labels: home ownership woes
# posted by cheddah : 10:21 PM
