Tuesday, August 11, 2009

It was a fine morning

I was having a rather leisurely morning. Jeremy left for the studio before me and Parker is at camp so I decided to take it slow with my breakfast of Cinnamon Toast Crunch and coffee. I did a little online shopping, wrote a blog post about refrigerators and Italy. It was getting on in the morning so I felt like I should wrap things up and get to the studio. I went upstairs, used the potty and started to brush my teeth when I heard a weird noise and realized the toilet was about to overflow...not just a little bit...it was going to flood my bathroom. Frantically (and foaming at the mouth from my toothpaste) I grab the old plunger we inherited with the house and started plunging. Until of course the wooden stick broke off and the rubber plunger part lodged itself in the hole at the bottom of the toilet and water (gross water!) flooded the bathroom and hallway of the upstairs. At this point, I had exhausted my knowledge of what to do when the toilet overflows so I threw the towels and bath mat onto the floor to absorb some of the gross water and ran downstairs to get my phone so I could call Jeremy to tell me what to do next. When I made it to the kitchen, I saw that the overflowing toilet water was now draining from the upstairs to the downstairs through the ceiling and into the kitchen. Did I mention the kitchen floor is carpeted? I also didn't mention that the kitchen (oh this LOVELY kitchen) also has a drop ceiling with ceiling tiles like you see in an office and that they were quickly absorbing the gross overflowing water. So I grab a bucket, stick it under the ceiling flood and run back upstairs with a pair of rubber gloves to try and de-plunge the plunger. Finally, water stops coming out of the toilet and I manage to get everything under control. I mop the floor, clean the fixtures, gather up the now sopping wet towels and head to the basement to put them in the washer. As I head down the rickety stairs, full of cobwebs and creepy things, to get to the washing machine (which does not have a dryer, mind you, because the one left to us with the house was gas powered..and remember how we have no gas to the house anymore?!!!??)...where was I..Oh! I head into the basement and see that it is full of puddles of standing water because it RAINED last night and this house is old so, of course, the basement flooded.

Remember how excited I was to buy a CLUNKER of a house?

**update, later the same day**  
I can laugh at this now.  Really it's quite funny.

11 comments:

  1. Oh my. Poor thing! That is an astonishingly bad way to start a day. Hope the rest is better!

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  2. so it is one of those days huh? hope things start to look up soon!

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  3. Oh, it's like that old movie, Mr. Blandings builds his dream house. It'll all be worth it in the end :)

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  4. I had EXACTLY that experience about a year when my daughter wondered what would happen if she put half a box of Kleenex down the toilet. Water everywhere upstairs, water running down through the kitchen cabinets and light fixture . . . . I completely sympathize and hope everything dries out quickly.

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  5. The same thing has happened to me more than once and one it wasn't at our house, it was in my office (located in an old house) and the water dripped down to the kitchen and into the basement full of books...... so glad to know the day got better! Wishing you a much more peaceful morning tomorrow!

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  6. Or The Money Pit with Tom Hanks and Shelley Long- a must see when renovating or just buying an older home! Hang in there!

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  7. Man alive! That's terrible! homeownership is the best.

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  8. Yes... this is to be expected once or twice with a fixer upper. I've been replacing the tree surgeon this weekend and i almost got crushed... but as in your case, it seemed funny looking back. Either way - taking care of a space is real work.



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  9. I'm sure you'll have some great stories from that house when you are through. Did you know that I bought a 1950's house in the area near my parents? I'm not actually living there yet because it isn't quite livable what with the plumbing completely gone and the floor open to the crawl space as we try and remove the endless supply of rotten wood. :) I hope 'life is good' for you Wendy!

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