Yikes! I have had one heck of a morning! As you know, I do not sleep. Well.. I do, but for about 3 maybe 4 hours (I wake only 5-10 times during that time on "good nights")... In any case, I went into the laundry room around 1 am. When I stepped in there I splashed into a puddle of hot water! Dangit, those MEN never listen to me!!!!
Humm... maybe I should back up a bit. 4 days ago I noticed small puddle of water in the laundry room. It looked like water, but since I had no reason why water would be on the far side away from the washing machine... I thought perhaps it might be cat urine. I was very concerned and kept checking on the cats all day. I was sure one of them must be sick. I just had to find out which one. Eventually my youngest cat just took to following me around all day since I was constantly waking her up to check on her. Poor thing.
3 days ago, there was that puddle again. Again, it was a small puddle, but it didn’t smell like the urine in the kitty litter box. So, I spent all day going back and forth to the laundry room and found a little puddle 3 times through the day.
2 days ago when my husband came home from work in the morning (12 hr. split shift, nights) I told him what had happened. He removed a panel in the laundry room and sure enough two of the pipes were leaking. He called plumber before he went to sleep for the day. The plumber had to replace valves and piping all through it. Then he turned back on my water (thank goodness I was pulling out my hair without water) and he left. Later that day there was water on the ground. I did a full clean of the entire floor and wall. Yet, later that day, little bit bigger puddle.
Yesterday the plumber comes back. My husband and he are talking about "condensation" on the pipes because it is always hot in there and I wash laundry all day. I told them that how could it be condensation NOW when I never had this "condensation" before. I told them both about the process of deep cleaning the laundry room and how I was still getting new puddles of water, only now they were slightly larger than they were before. I make it half way down the hall and I hear their conversation steer towards ..."think she is just nervous. She just overreacting..." HA! I told them! There was NEW water!
Then at about 1 am I went into the laundry room and splash right into the puddle of hot water, the entire room was flooded. Who is "overreacting now?!?!" I start to mop up with towels and wringing out the towels into a bucket. Get my husband to think straight to make the right calls and sure enough he cant get it together. So I grab the phone and call the plumber at home. What was he thinking?! Of course the business phone isn't answering. What is wrong with men?
Plumber is talking my husband through turning off the main valves to the house and my husband keep shooing me away! He wont listen that the valve isn't completely closed, that I can hear the pressure through the wall! So finally I pick a fight long enough for the men to stop and listen. Finally the valves are turned off and I go release the extra pressure in the line. While I am doing that they get off the phone! What is wrong with the them?!?! What about the water heater?!?! I swear if they weren't so useful for lifting heavy boxes I would banish them all from my life. So, fine I finally get someone to hear me and the water heater is turned down to low (remember one of the pipes - of the 4- was spraying hot water). Finally when I have their undivided attention I say, "You guys never listen to me! I TOLD you so! I am going to bed!"
Then I went back to my room to lay down and read "Under the Dome". By that time it is 3 am.
This morning I wake.. call the girls in to school. Make sure the plumber is on the ball calling the right people and on track. Then I go into the laundry room and the first thing to hit me!? The deep "earth" smell, Thick soil smell. Yep, you guessed it. We will have mold in a matter of days. I can smell it just as sure as I can smell a cold on my daughters breath. So, I tell the men that the linoleum is warped and I smell the deep earthy smell that we will have mold. Then I tell them the wall and flooring has to be replaced and you guessed it... I am waved off and "shooshed". GRRRRRR! So finally I get them in there to look at the damage. And the first thing out of their mouths!!! "Looks like the wall needs to be replaced."
I not talking to any more men. I have had it. I wont be delivering lemonade while they are working. I am fed up. They can get their own dang lemonade.
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