It started slowly at first, during the last ten minutes of an especially tense CSI:. I lay cuddled on the couch, allowing myself to enjoy the show before I started to pack. An email at 3:00 promised water “in a few hours” and when I arrived home at 6:30 I found the toilet working but still no water. Panic set in, wondering if everyone else had water but me. A quick phone call to my condo president confirmed that the whole building was still without water. “All of Andres’ pipes are frozen and every time they think they have it fixed, another pipe bursts.” A stop-gap measure was planned to allow the majority of the building to have water.
And it came, a slight trickle that was at first unrecognizable. It gradually built and though it is not quite a full-force, it still is a respectable stream. The plumbers will be back tomorrow to yet again try and fix the problem. Hopefully for good!
Congratulations! I can’t imagine how you have gone on this long without it! Your dad’s “no frills” philosophy has trained you well.
Comment by Molly Sabourin — February 9, 2007 @ 6:11 am
It seemed too good to be true. Another pipe burst in the middle of the night so we are back to no water. At least I will be spending the weekend with Julie Mackey, who not only has water but is it 100 degrees warmer!
Comment by Carrie — February 9, 2007 @ 8:32 am