Raining in the HouseSunday, August 06, 2006On Friday I was driving home from work and decided to make a quick call home. After talking to my youngest daughter twice, our calls getting dropped from the ever-so-stable Sprint PCS network, I could not longer reach anyone from home. I drove for twenty minutes more before I was able to reach my oldest daughter. After a few sentences, she said, "I'm sorry Daddy, but water is coming out of the ceiling fan in the living room downstairs." Water is coming out of the ceiling fan, I thought? "Maggie, what do you mean?" I inquired, getting worried now. "I don't know I'm trying to talk to Mommy, she is in the shower." My wife was in the shower right above where the water was dripping from the ceiling fan. My son gets on the phone and tells me that water is pouring out of the ceiling fan and that there is a drip in another place. I told him to turn the water off at the source to the house. If it was a pipe, this would stop the water from continuing to leak through the ceiling. As my son is shutting off the water I hear him talking to my wife, who is saying in the background "You don't need to turn the water off." Jonathan repeated what she was telling him. I told him to continue to shut it off. It was mass hysteria now, with my wife yelling something else in the background that I could not understand. After realizing they knew the source of the water, I hung up - I was almost home. When I pulled into the garage, I wondered what I was about to see. I rounded the corner into the living room and saw towels on the wooden floor to protect it. There was a big bowl and little bowl catching water from two leaks. It did not look good. "Where is Mom?" I asked. "She is up in her office," one of my daughters said. I didn't even bother to ask why she was there and not at the drip site. One of my daughters explained what had happened. My wife had a stain on a piece of clothing that she was starting to soak in the sink. She has turned the water on in the bathroom sink upstairs as she was running the shower. The sink was plugged and she went into the shower forgetting that the water was still running in the sink. It did not take long for the water to spill over the sink and down the cabinet, into the carpet and down through the sub-floor, eventually pooling on the sheetrock, which was the living room ceiling. Much of the water ran out of the ceiling fan, but the rest started coming out of a seam in the tape. I peeled the tape back and poked some holes in the ceiling to help the water drain out. For an hour we watched the water flow increase and then decrease. It was quite a scene. My son had just returned from camp earlier in the day and so I said, "Welcome, back Jonnie." He smiled. He was counting the drips in seconds to see if it was slowing down. Well except for ceiling damage that Jill says she can fix, all is drying out. A fan in the upstairs bathroom is drying the carpet. Never a dull moment in our house. posted at 8/06/2006 01:09:00 PM |
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8 Comments:
ooooooooo! Can I make fun of her? Can I, Can I? he he he
NO, you can't make fun of her. She is traumatized and feeling like the world's stupidest person. She is also going to be moving her husband's things into the guest bedroom today because of this blog...
Oh come now...how many times have you blogged about your dear husband? And not every one made him sound like Prince Charming. Besides, if he had ALL the things to worry about and do that you do, he'd forget and leave the water running too. ;o)
Yes, he would have. :)
But if it had happened to him, he wouldn't have gotten upset. Angry for a while, but then he would've gotten over it.
I only blog about him if he's "gotten over" something. :)
I'm still not over the stupid sink thing....
:(
I would have been over it by now...
I'll blog about beetles next time.
Well, Jillian I'd say that he's so confident in your love for one another that he wasn't the slightest bit worried that you'd be angry at him for this post.
(How was that Eric? I owe you tenfold, but I'm getting there.)
Ken that was well stated. Thanks!
Ohhhh Ken, that was WAY too smooth. Your wife shouldn't let you out without a leash. :)
Sweetie -- *RASPBERRIES*
xoxo
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