Bathroom Renovation –
day one
Monday was
day one of our guest bathroom renovation.
Monday was demolition day. Everything
went smoothly until around 1:00 when the contractor had to shut off the
water.
The shut-off
valve did not close completely.
I was in the
basement when they were shutting down the water. There seemed to be a problem. The boss came down and started clinking on
the valve; it did not seem to be working.
I left the room as I really don’t like to hang around people
working. People generally do better work
when the owner is not watching like a hawk.
Around 1:30
Mrs. C called me to come down stairs.
There was a problem and I might want to make sure nothing was
wrong. I went down to our finished
basement to find the valve blown off the water main pipe and water was gushing
uncontrollably and running over the slow draining slop sink. Three workers were running a bucket brigade
from the pipe to the sump pump on the other side of the basement. There was an inch of water on the floor slowly
creeping into the finished part of the basement. I first saved my guitars…there was little
else of value in danger.
The boss was
shopping for a shut-off thingy to stop the problem but was having little
luck. They claimed everything was under
control. Mrs. C disagreed and called the
town water company to turn off the water from the street.
Twenty
minutes later the water guy came and shut off the water. An hour later the boss showed up with the
necessary parts to replace the broken valve.
Three workers were soaked and were near exhaustion from the bucket
brigade process.
To give
credit where credit is due, the workers did a terrific job of minimizing the
damage, and the broken valve may not have been their fault (but it probably
was.) We may need to replace a carpet
which should be covered by the insurance I have paid for 40+ years and never
made a claim. All is well, but there was
some real excitement at the Cranky house for a while.
We were a little fortunate in that the sump pump operated for over an hour and did not burn out, and the floor was pitched correctly so the French drain was efficient.
After all
was repaired and the water dude came back to turn on the water, Rick the
supervisor said to the water dude,
“I’m just glad that the shut off from
the street worked.”
“Wait a minute, you mean sometimes
the street shut off doesn’t work?”
The water
dude answered, “Oh yeah, these old hook ups snap all the time.”
“Crap, what happens when they snap?”
“Then you’re really
fucked!”
This was
information I’m glad I didn’t know at the time.
I guess we
were pretty lucky after all.


