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Tagsthink of the yarn!
This morning, the tube that connects the toilet tank to the pipe came dislodged—I guess years of sitting still got boring. A geyser of water came shooting out (thankfully, I was home at the time—unthankfully, I was alone) and immediately flooded the bathroom, the hall, and the guest room.
When I ran downstairs to find my phone to call maintenance, it was raining on the first floor. Leaking all over the living room, through the spaces between the hardwood floors of the second floor (yay(?) for exposed beams and thus no real ceilings in the apartment). A half-inch of water on the floor of the living room, all over the couch, just . . . just . . . raining.
I had no wherewithal (or time) to take a picture, as I was too busy sobbing on the phone with my landlord, but I did manage to drag my yarn stash out of harm’s way. Amazingly, I got to it before the water had traveled far enough to drop onto that side of the couch. Also amazingly, I recently straightened up, so all the “beside the couch” stash was in the “beside the couch” basket, and I just had to pull one thing out of the way. Any other day, knitting would have been sitting on the couch proper and would have been ruined (I start to shake when I think how the Sunrise Circle Jacket might have been wrecked). The water is rusty. It’s gross. It’s everywhere.
After I got the valve shut off it “rained” for about 10 minutes more. I called my boyfriend, who was on his way to work (his commute is a long one, remember), and I shouted and sobbed to him a little more. While I was shouting I heard some alarmed shouts—I think it started leaking into my downstairs neighbor’s apartment. Egads. I called a friend, who let me come over to her place to pee (and wow, with all that water I had to go so badly).
It’s all over. The yarn is safe. Phew!
11 Responses to think of the yarn!
Yikes, what drama! I’m glad it’s all over, and that the yarn is safe!!!
I’m so glad your yarn made it through safely – but OH MY GOSH!!! What a terrible morning you’ve had. I’m so so sorry.
Oh my goodness. All that and the yarn is safe. That’s a comfort. :-) Hope things look up soon!
How awful! I’m so glad to hear that your stash survived.
Amy
There’s nothing like a broken pipe gushing water everywhere or a leaky ceiling to bring out the super-human strength in a person. My 67 year old father recently single handedly moved my piano out from under a roof leak! Thank goodness your yarn survived – a piano can be repaired, but yarn? no, you would just have to buy replacements!
You won’t believe this, but yesterday morning my downstairs neighbor came up to tell me that my shower was causing huge torrents of water to run into her bathroom. We must be connected in that metaphysical plumbing way. I showered at the gym this morning–unlike your shower of rusty water from your ceiling! That totally sucks. I’m sorry to hear about it.
Ooof! Minty, how awful. I’m glad you at least saved the yarn! Hope the plumbers have worked their magic by now.
That is awful! I know completely the panic you feel when something in your house goes terribly, terribly wrong.
I actually have the cutest plumber — I wish I could send him over to your place! :)
Oh my god, you poor thing! I hate it when things like that happen — all of a sudden, with no warning, your lovely day is being rained all over — figuratively or literally. Glad to hear you and the stash are fine.
How about the rest of the damage, though? Will the landlord take care of it?
OMG what an awful thing to have happen to you… I’m so sorry. Big boo-boo face. Hope everything turns out o.k. in the end. Goldie
Egads! What drama! So glad you have maintenance guys who can take care of these things for you…