Welcome to Floodgate 2009! Many of you may remember Floodgate 2007 when we awoke to our entire apartment 6 inches deep in water - from the toilet - in a dorm - gross. We had just moved in, most of our belongings were in boxes on the floor, and I was 6 months pregnant. Woot!
Yesterday, after a day of work for me and 3 hours of preschool for Jeremy (they are doing transition visits, so daddy attends with Jeremy), we got home around 6pm. Jeremy immediately ran down the hallway toward the kitchen. We smiled as we heard the pitter patter of his little feet. Then, like the sounds of the apocalypse itself, the footsteps turned into squishsteps. With every step Jeremy took, water spurted out of the carpet and ran up over his shoes and all over the bottom of his pants. The past quickly came rushing back to us.
Our hot water heater had burst and our entire pantry (which is quite large and where we store a TON of stuff) was filled with water. It had run out into the aforementioned carpet, and we were not happy campers. We called maintenance (yay for renting and not buying), and were told it would be an hour at least before he arrived. In the meantime, daddy was hosting game night with friends who would be showing up at any moment. And Jeremy kept playing in the nasty water.
Luckily, home girl knows her way around a wet vac and can call in a favor. In less than 30 minutes, I had an industrial sized wet vac in the house to clean the mess (thanks Brandon and Steve and the Apts Res Hall!). Unfortunately, Jeremy thinks the wet vac is a monster whose sole mission on this planet is to eat him. He was terrified! So, we ate dinner upstairs in his room, had no water in the house until midnight, cleaned for hours, got a brand new hot water heater, and bonded with the maintenance guy and the carpet guy - both quite nice!
How was your Thanksgiving-eve night?
Our flood. It was much worse than this picture shows. Plus, our carpet was dirty so that water was disgusting. I didn't take a pic of the pantry - you will have to trust me that I was too busy bailing water and moving out squishy cardboard boxes to care about pics.
Me and my friend, wet vac. And I thought my days of using these machines was long gone since I finally moved off campus...silly Jeannie!