The carpet is still a little squishy, but we sopped up what we could using the carpet cleaner we got fixed just before Christmas – talk about serendipity. However we still have no hot water. Our water heater is a rental and the company we rent it from couldn’t get someone out with a new unit until tomorrow. Hopefully we have hot water by Saturday morning or Wylie and Christine won’t want to sit anywhere near me. 😉
Gizmo Guy and I tore out a panel and cut out a joist so they can put in the new one – I have no idea who designed a basement with the furnace and hot water heater smack dab in the middle of the basement, or what bright spark decided to totally enclose them. We figure we will just open the whole side up and create a separate room just for it, though that’ll totally destroy the tiny cubbyhole I had for my sewing area.
Of course, basement esthetics falls quite far down the list on the ‘Honey-do’ list. It seems this past year our house has decided to join the “White Trash Team”. In the past month alone, we had a windstorm that darned near ripped a screen door from off by its hinges – tore the screws holding the little chain at the top and thing that looks like a bicycle pump at the bottom right out out of the wood (darned if I know what it’s called); the guest bathroom toilet (a necessity for a family who love to take long hot soaks in the tub in the only other bathroom) decided to continually flush a while back. Though GG replaced every single part in it, it’s still not working so we ended up shutting off the water to it and declaring it off limits, so that needs replacing. And thanks to an ice storm a couple weeks ago, the eavestrough over the living room has parted company with the eaves.
Oh, and I forgot to mention the kitchen sink that we replaced a couple years ago but now can’t plug because the stupid designers used rubber in the sink stoppers and they degraded within a year. And of course the company that makes the sink doesn’t sell replacements. So either GG rips out the drains or replaces the sink completely – which includes ripping out the drains anyway. So that’s another chore on the ‘Honey-Do’ list.
But despite all my whining, I have to remind myself that this was all just a minor inconvenience. It wasn’t a massive flood like they’ve had along the Mississippi last year; our house is still intact, and our beds are warm and dry. And since the water heater was a rental, it’s not costing us anything to get it replaced. Other than time and Gizmo Guy’s sore thumb from when he squashed it trying to get the panel out. Yeah, he’s rather handy-impaired. But I love him anyway.