a few hours before our memorial day cookout, i heard the fridge making a noise. it has made this noise a few times before, but i'd ignored it. this time, i looked down the crack between the fridge and counter and spotted a little water. hmmm...
i started to pull the fridge out from the wall to investigate and the floodgates opened. water was spraying everywhere; i yelled out the backdoor for josh.
it was a stressful 10 minutes. i'm swimming on the kitchen floor, praying i won't be electrocuted, trying to aim the water into a bucket. josh is outside fighting a seized up valve on our water main (thanks local water system) and running inside every few minutes to dump out my bucket just before it overflows. three gallons of water later (that we know of) he gets the water shut off. he complains about having to go to home depot all dirty (uhh, it's home depot? full of dirty construction men?) but he goes anyway. i mopped up the water but apparently it got under the living room flooring as that was buckling and warping tuesday morning. excellent.
- do i have a spare box of living room flooring? nope.
- is the store i purchased it from (4+ yrs ago) still in business? nope.
- is the living room floor the same as the dining rm, hallways and master bdrm? yes.
- wouldn't i just love to redo it all again if i can't find something that matches? um. no.
tuesday morning, now an expert at identifying wet, warping flooring, i noticed the foyer floor was having issues as we were rushing out the door to work. apparently a water jug had sprung a leak (not sure how) for who-knows-how-long.
i don't know why the water jug was in the foyer, but it was. i'm deeply saddened, as this was the only part of the original house i'd planned to leave intact (this house has been an almost-5-year-rehab project). josh on the other hand hated the parkay so he probably planted the leaky jug there...
i started to pull the fridge out from the wall to investigate and the floodgates opened. water was spraying everywhere; i yelled out the backdoor for josh.
it was a stressful 10 minutes. i'm swimming on the kitchen floor, praying i won't be electrocuted, trying to aim the water into a bucket. josh is outside fighting a seized up valve on our water main (thanks local water system) and running inside every few minutes to dump out my bucket just before it overflows. three gallons of water later (that we know of) he gets the water shut off. he complains about having to go to home depot all dirty (uhh, it's home depot? full of dirty construction men?) but he goes anyway. i mopped up the water but apparently it got under the living room flooring as that was buckling and warping tuesday morning. excellent.
- do i have a spare box of living room flooring? nope.
- is the store i purchased it from (4+ yrs ago) still in business? nope.
- is the living room floor the same as the dining rm, hallways and master bdrm? yes.
- wouldn't i just love to redo it all again if i can't find something that matches? um. no.
tuesday morning, now an expert at identifying wet, warping flooring, i noticed the foyer floor was having issues as we were rushing out the door to work. apparently a water jug had sprung a leak (not sure how) for who-knows-how-long.
i don't know why the water jug was in the foyer, but it was. i'm deeply saddened, as this was the only part of the original house i'd planned to leave intact (this house has been an almost-5-year-rehab project). josh on the other hand hated the parkay so he probably planted the leaky jug there...
our next house is going to have cement floors