|Fixing it up. Isn't it lovely?|
By now, probably everyone who reads this blog has already heard me complain about my day on Sunday. And heard, and heard, and heard. And doesn’t want to read about it now. But, there might be someone who hasn’t, so here I go! As I said, it was Sunday, so, after working till midnight the evening before, I drug myself out of bed at the crack of dawn to get ready for church. (At this time of the year, that may not be much of an exaggeration. Dawn comes pretty late.) I had my tea, got dressed in my Sunday best, gathered my choir materials and keys, and was just having a final sip cup of tea when I heard, “Drip, drip, drip.” “One of my roof gutters must be clogged,” I thought. “The rain is dripping onto a window sill or something.” I pondered this for a moment or so, and then realized that it wasn’t raining. Yikes! I went downstairs to my basement, and found the floor covered with water. Once again, I attributed the drip to rain. This was not totally unreasonable, as it had been raining ferociously for several days. Then I saw water spewing forth from my wonderful new(ish) water heater. Aaaargh! I called Dan the Plumber, who had put in the water heater, and I fear that he was still in bed. He told me how to turn everything off – the water heater and the water. Actually, the heater had already turned itself off. I had tried to turn off the water before calling, but was trying in the wrong place. He quickly got dressed and was there in a flash! I had to miss choir, and feared that I was going to have to miss work as well, since Dan the Plumber worked on it for hours, leaving at one point to go to the hardware store to get a part. I kept calling the nurse staffing office with updates, and given that they were short of nurses that day, they were as interested in getting it fixed as I was. And I was mentally calculating the huge plumbing bill that was growing more huge by the minute. When it was finally fixed, just in time for me to get ready for work, wonderful Dan said that there would be no charge. “Warranty work,” he said. We argued about this a bit, but he was adamant. Am I ever lucky to have such a great fellow to do my plumbing!
|Putting the water heater in three years ago. Isn't the old one horrible?|
So what started as a horrible day, ended up a mixed bag of a day, but mostly a good one.