Mar 242005
When your wife calls you at 5:30 at work to tell you that there’s water pouring out the front door of your house?
I say, “Fuck!”
When your wife calls you at 5:30 at work to tell you that there’s water pouring out the front door of your house?
I say, “Fuck!”
[…] The first was to tell me that pretty much all of the framing behind our shower is rotted. This isn’t surprising as we’ve known for quite some time that the faucet/knob combo was leaking and that the grout between the tiles was missing in several places. We’ve been putting off doing anything about it until we had the time and cash to do the whole bathroom. Longtime readers will note that the one year anniversary of the flood just passed. The second call was to tell me that the bush that’s immediately outside the bathroom window is growing roots into the foundation, so we’ll need to rip it out. I’ve been trimming it back from the roof for the past umpteen years anyway. I would’ve logged a third call about the fire ant mound in the water meter, but I already knew about that from before I left. […]