The past few days have been a whirlwind. I'm not going to be staying up late enough to chronicle it all just now. It's nearly midnight as it is.
So it was a bit before my alarm went off Wednesday morning (so figure about 4:30) when Amy woke me up. We had water, she told me.
Now, when we moved in the water softener was old and not working nicely. Neither of us actually like soft water. But there was a bypass valve at the top. So we had pushed that so that water would just go around the water softener. We got rid of the salt tank some time ago.
Well, it turns out that that very bypass valve happened to fail utterly, sending all the incoming water pressure into our basement. The bathroom was about 3-4 inches deep by the time I got in there and shut the water main off.
Down in our basement, where this happened, is also where the family room is. That's the room for our computers. Amy's computer came so very close to unhappy wetness.
Fortunately I have an iguana. She has a very nice cage, with her own little pond and waterfall. For this I have a portable sump pump, with which I empty the water out of her cage. This very sump pump got rid of a lot of water for me.
I had the presence of mind to call the insurance company, along with a plumber. I want to say that Farmers has been just great, and I will never buy discount insurance over the internet just to save a couple bucks. I've had a few people tell me I did everything right, and that early call to Farmers was one of those things.
They sent out Service Master (who I sold a couple motorhomes to just after Katrina, although a different office/division). Service Master ripped out the carpet and set up a bunch of drying equipment. By Monday everything's supposed to be dry, and they can do the damage assessment.
So now the computers are upstairs while the downstairs dries out. Downstairs is utter and total chaos. The rest of the house is slightly better. It looks like we're out the plumber's bill (rant on him later, perhaps...) and our insurance deductible. But maybe that's it, although it might force us to remodel down there earlier than planned, and the remodel will take more than Farmers will pay us, so we're still out more. But it could have been much worse. Thankfully Amy woke up to pee and heard the water...
So things are a bit topsy-turvy right now, and we're even more short of sleep than normal. And now it is past midnight. I think it might be time for bed now.
G'night?
Posted by fictionman at December 3, 2006 12:10 AM | TrackBack (0)