Friday, February 11, 2011

Because we can't have a day without excitement around here...

This is what I woke up to yesterday morning:

If you look carefully, you can see the water dripping from the light fixture.

Fortunately, the burst pipe was right over my kitchen sink.
Convenient, right?

It quickly started to creep and grow.  Plumber could you get here 30 minutes ago? Time travel costs extra?  Nevermind.  Just get here when you can.

This is my plumber Michael.  He's a nice guy who grew up in Pasadena and lived in a house built in 1905.  He's 6'3", so he didn't need a ladder.  His dad used to wear a football helmet to go in the basement.  I guess you had to be there.  He got to meet 3BoyMom and Joy; he's a lucky man. And a patient man.  He had to answer the same plumbing questions 3 times, but he got $$$ for his patience.  He also gave me a break on the $$$ because I gave him a Coke Zero.  He could have charged me more for having to work over his head.  He could have charged me for having to explore two floors to find the leak.  He did not.  According to Michael's calculations, the Coke Zero saved me about $300.  Okay, maybe it was because I talked to him while he worked, too.  And made him laugh a little.  Or a lot.
The replaced pipe is on the right.  Nice soldering, Michael. 

See that little crack?  Who knew something so small would wreak havoc on my kitchen?  Certainly, not I.


  1. But was he single?
    You left out some very important information, friend.

  2. At least your fancy new manicure is holding up. Priorities!

  3. Jennifer, not single. :( I did check for you because he had potential. 6'3" is a great place to start.

    Lisa, you are so right... However, the first nail came off. And wouldn't you know, it's the middle finger. Nice.