you can read all about our previous (and might i add quite recent) aquatic adventures here, here and here...
and yesterday our house decided to go for the gold medal in being wet and deal us another disastrous hand (too many metaphors?) in the form of a seriously leaking laundry room sink.
you see, it all started with a mop. (the last mop we'd ever buy according to the lady who sold it to us...) when i came home for lunch yesterday my mom was just getting ready to use her new mop on the kitchen floor. i around the corner to get the mail while she was filling the mopping bucket. i come back and the floor of the laundry room is a wading pool. ok, i exaggerate but there was like a quarter inch of water on the floor in like a metre radius around the sink! and water is coming out of the cabinet the sink is attached to.
our new mop might be the last one we'd ever buy but it's definitely not the last mop we'd ever need. the hunt for the mop that sops up water ensues. i phoned my dad to see if he remembered where he'd put it after our last water incident and no he can't help me on that but wants to know if any water was in the basement because you never know and you just might want to check...
good thing too! as the saying goes... water, water everywhere and not a drop to drink...
anyone who has seen our basements knows it's less of a basement and more of a large, fatally unorganized storage unit. it's mostly unfinished and just completely FULL. more so now that we've been packing stuff away in preparation for replacing the ruined floors from before (i know, i keep mentioning that but the more frustrating it gets for you hearing about it, the more you'll understand what i'm going through) and putting the stuff that's not going into off-site storage in the basement! like duh where else would we put it?!? so there is one corner of the basement that is partially finished and we've been putting a lot of stuff there mostly because the area was clear. guess, just go ahead and guess what that area is right beneath...
if you said a) the family room where there couldn't possibly be any water at any time, i'm sorry that's wrong.
if you said b) the bathroom where water might be but it's not leaking right this second, i'm sorry that's also wrong.
if you said c) duhh!!! the laundry room!, you're absolutely correct! if shit could go wrong it probably will!
my mom and i spent like an hour and a half mopping up upstairs and hauling wet stuff out of the "danger area"... this partially finished area was the play area when my sisters and i were kids and some of our old books and a bunch of our old games and play things were still down there... so those things got to suntan all afternoon in an attempt to dry them out.
then it's like oh shit! i have to go back to work! here's me in flip flops with my pants rolled up to to knees and my hair in a knobby ponytail... i run (not literally of course... i drove!) back to work grab all my stuff and tell my boss (possibly in a sting of incoherent words) that i need to go back home and he seemed to understand so i left.
for the rest of the afternoon we tried to dry stuff out and got busy rearranging stuff in the basement so that we could see how far the water got... it got the whole carpet in the partially finished area (thankfully it was just laid on the concrete - easy to fix) and the walls/insulation in that area, and the sink cabinet and floors in the laundry room... last night the insurance people came in again and took more walls, and took more carpet, and left the fans and dehumidifiers again! total deja vu.
here's our newly de-renovated basement and laundry room in all their glory:
oh yeah, and just for fun, the battery in one of the cars died yesterday too.but on the plus side, i made a pretty bitchin' beef ragu for dinner last night...
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