Lessons in the School of Kitchen Remodeling, Part 2
About 10 days into the remodel, we began to notice some water issues. Because we were planning to move some of the plumbing, the water was turned on and off several times. Our faucets had to be flushed and gunk came out of them due to the copper plumbing we discovered we had. When we started to notice that the temperature of our showers wasn’t really very hot, we thought it probably had something to do with the plumbing that was being worked on, and the plumber said he would check the temperature of the water heater. That was Friday afternoon. Our project supervisor asked if the tile worker could come on Saturday, and we told him that would be fine with us.
Early Saturday morning we went to Austin for an event sponsored by Texas Alliance for Life, a pro-life organization for which my husband serves as a board member. As we were getting ready to leave, we got a message from our project supervisor sent us a message that our house was flooded! Not the words you want to hear, especially when you’re not there! The culprit was our water heater, which had now flooded the laundry room, the powder room, and began to encroach on the kitchen area…and our garage…
Anyone who has ever seen our garage knows it is legendary–and not in a good way. Before we moved to Texas we had always had a basement: a place to put everything we didn’t want anyone to see, no longer used, and stuff we just didn’t know what to do with but didn’t want to throw away. Our garage became our “basement” when we moved to Texas. Thus, when the garage flooded it bordered on being a major catastrophe. We had to take everything out of the garage, a lot of which was now soaked. We filled both our trash bin and recycle bin with the stuff that was unsalvageable. Since it was 90 plus degrees outside, it was extra unpleasant dealing with all of the mess. With no hot water, we knew the showers would be cold but welcome nevertheless. I went to pick up some dinner while my husband showered, or so I thought. When I got home, he was heading out the door to our gym to shower there. Although our cold water was still on, our showers were both single faucet plumbing. No hot water, no water coming out of the showers at all. Improvising a shower in the bathroom sink was interesting, especially when all I had was cold water. At that point I began to feel like Lisa Douglas on the old “Green Acres” TV show, and her adjustments to life without modern conveniences–like hot water! Also, because our thermostat was located on the wall that was removed, we have to keep checking to make sure the workers keep it level so that we have air conditioning! Last night I had to find a ladder to place it on since it had been removed from its temporary location, hanging by a wire in the wall, because we again had no a/c.
Although the flood wasn’t at all pleasant, we were very thankful that the workers came on Saturday because they found it and turned off the water. Had we stayed away longer, our entire first floor could have been under water as well! Even the fact that the rest of the first floor is chaos now, WET chaos would have been a disaster! Amazing that we can see God’s hand in something like a flood! He definitely saw that coming and made sure someone would find it in time to ward off major disaster! So yes, even in this, we can say “Thank You, Lord”! Now about the laundry…