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Yesterday started out wonderfully for me. I'd informed DH and all who lived with me that it was to be my stitching day, stocked my Netfix list with all of my favorite shows that I could 'view now' on TV while stitching and I was comfy and settled in bed. Then the dripping started... Drip...drip...drip..."Oh great!! The kids left the water on in the sink again." I thought as I grudgingly put down my Q-snaps and ambled into the bathroom. The water was off in both the sink and tub. I stood still and listened.
Drip...drip...drip..."That sounds like the sink in the kitchen and I am not dealing with that ." I said to myself heading for the safety of my bed and yelling for DH.
That was when I heard the words that would change the day as I knew it. "Oh my God!" he screamed, "It's raining in the house!" I listened...and sure enough, the drip had indeed progressed to a running stream. I put down my stitching and buried myself completely in the covers.
I soon discovered that my second guess as to the source of the water had been right...SORT OF. The water was not coming from the kitchen sink, but from the ceiling.
"What the hell are they doing up there?" I thought still hiding.
It was at that point that DH went out to the neighbors' to find out what was going on.
She told him that she had a leak upstairs and that she had called the complex repairmen to come out. Thankfully DH called them himself. As it turned out, she had NOT called and his call was the first they'd heard of the whole affair.
Meanwhile...The stream was now a river and had spread from the kitchen/dining area to the livingroon and was making its way to the area just above my sofas.
I was still hiding.
Until...the arrival of the Police and Fire Rescue who promptly cut all power to the house and declared the place a HAZARD!
"A HAZARD!" The words kept repeating in my mind as I sprang from the bed like some sort of demented jack-in-the-box and rooted in my drawers for jeans. By the time I made my way out of my room; the river was running down the sides of my breakfast bar and various other walls and had soaked the floor outside my bedroom to the point of puddles.
It was at this point that the repairmen arrived. They had been upstairs and it was 'bad'.
The hot water heater up there had burst and flooded EVERYTHING!
They proceeded to reassure me that they would come and help me after they had handled the mess upstairs.
While we waited, a strange thing happend. I went to the bathroom and when I returned my DH was folding the laundry that had come out of the dryer earlier that day. DH never folds laundry.
I stood in front of him shocked and speechless for a time before coming back to myself and saying, "I have been trying to get you to fold the laundry for 11 years and all it took was a flood, a forced blackout, the police and the fire department." He looked up from the pants that he was folding and said, "There was nothing else to do."
I was a very happy camper when I opened the door to the ohhh so cute man that smiled and identified himself as "the man who is here to fix my drain." He went right to work and in less than thirty minutes; my tub was good to go. As we waited for the repair foremen for my building to return so that he could sign off on the work order; my knight with shining pipe snake turned to me and said, "When I got this call...the first thing that ran through my mind was that I had to meet you and find out what kind of kinky stuff you guys were doing in here." I laughed so hard that I almost cried.
After he left, I spent an hour cleaning the mess out of my tub.
I am thrilled to report that my tub is as good as new and I have been happily using it.
I stitching news...I have not stitched as of yet, but I plan to work on my bird tonight.
Meet "Orchid" from the Spring Garden Party Collection by Nora Corbett. She is the lastest in the collection but the first for me. I can't wait to start her. I have been hunting around Silkweaver for the perfect fabbie for her. Given the fact that she measures only 6x11; I can use a 13x18 piece. I would love any suggestions that my readers might have as to fabric color choices.
I think the title says it all on this one. I just had to have it!
This is just too cute!!!!! This is one of the newst offerings from Calico Crossroads.
This was picked out as a project for DD#2. She picked the threads which are Crescent Colours and the chart is Humbug by Bent Creek. The design origanally called for very dark colors, but DD changed all that! I love her eye for color!!!
Hi All,
I hope that this month finds you all well. I am doing just fine after a time with no power due to a $1000 dollar power bill. The power is back on now...(YAY)...but now I have to wait for the repairmen and the plumber to come snake candle wax out of my bathtub drain and fix the hole in the closet wall that they made trying to reach the pipe yesterday.
I guess I'm going to have to explain the candlewax huh?
It seems that DH decided that the candles that we were using to light the livingroom were not giving off enough light.
So....he proceeded to add paper to the candles to achieve the desired effect. (This turned out to be a good idea for all of about 3 seconds.) While DD#1 and I watched in horror and DD#2 ran for the door; (she wasn't taking any chances) the fire in the glass grew to heights that I just knew would set off the sprinklers. After much yelling on my part and insistance that he "knew what he was doing" on the part of DH. The glass that housed the candle charred and cracked...forcing him to admit defeat. This ment that he went running into my bathroom with the whole mees on one of my best baking sheets and dumped the entire catastrophy in my TUB!!!! As if this was not bad enough, he then proceeded to turn on the faucet and and douce the flames with WATER!!!!!!!
Fire safety rule #1 Oily candle + Large fire = Oil Fire
This means that is water is used to try to put out said
fire;there will be and was a FLARE! What DH should
have done was to use salt in his efforts.
HE FORGOT!!!!!
Do I really need to tell you that when we got the fire out there was wax EVERYWHERE!!!! Do I??? DH had to scrub the wax off the walls and floor of my tub. In doing this however, he didn't prevent the floating wax from going down my drain!!!!!!! Where it has since hardened into a mass of unkown proportions and now requires the ministrations of a plumber, two repairmen and maybe a priest.
So...here I sit, amid a sea of laundry...waiting and folding.
In stitching news...I am still working on the M Sherry piece that I had the finish on last month.
I am sad to report that there has been more f\rogging going on than stitching so I have no update photo to post. I hope to get back to work on it soon so that I can have a finish for this month.
Stitches and Love,
Frishawn
