Letters to Holly

Wednesday, August 27

Fucking Finally.

We thought we had everything squared away Monday. The floor was practically dry, and the restoration folks would take away the giant, loud fans the next day. But we discovered accidentally where all the water was coming from. When the plumbers took away the old heater, they didn't cap the pipes. Whenever we used our faucets, residual pressure was indeed shoving water out the open pipes and onto the floor. We discovered new saturation after I made dinner Monday night and rushed to dry the floor. We couldn't use our sinks and our only source of water was the laundry sink as it has the old-fashion two-valve plumbing. The cold water was independent of the hot, and using that valve wouldn't goose the pipe pressure.

The plumbers came out Tuesday morning to cap the pipes. The restorers took away the fans. I called the plumbers to get the new heater installed, and they arrived at 1 p.m. By 3:30, we had a new heater, installed to code with a new expansion pack, and we could now use our showers, sinks, and laundry machines. Except for the ductwork that stills needs replacing, all is back to normal.

I've watched the convention coverage and was wowed by Hillary's speech last night. Her best delivery and energy level yet. She has to get a Cabinet job out of this.

Our DragonCon costumes are 85% done. We leave Friday night.

Picture of the Day
This is me after chasing repair service all day.

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