Last week when he was traveling, my friend, Brad, texted to see how we were doing and if we needed anything. I had mentioned that there was a smoke detector beeping incessantly in the middle of the night one night and I almost called him at 4am to take care of it (instead, I ripped it out the ceiling...wires hanging out and all.) Brad said he would have come over! I believe him; he's a good friend.
So, my house is dark, the kids have been sleeping for a couple of hours, and I'm headed to bed when I notice a huge, dark spot down the hallway carpet. I flip on the light switch and water is pouring out of the top of the washing machine! Ack! I turned it off and called Ashar, who was in Washington D.C. At this point, I'm not quite panicked, but then he said, "I bet the water got into our closet." Oh, shit! I ran in there and sure enough, it crept through the wall in the laundry room and into my closet (and halfway into my bedroom.) I had tons of mementos from when my kids were babies in cardboard boxes on the floor of my closet. I began hyperventilating. I didn't know what to do, so I called Brad. I figured if he was willing to come over at 4am to change batteries in a smoke detector for me, he'd come over to help me figure out what to do about all this water.
While waiting for him to come over, I started throwing the contents of my closet into my living room. Brad made it to my house and began cleaning up the water while I called the insurance company. They sent a restoration service out and they determined the carpet couldn't be save (darn!)
Anyway, they began ripping up my house. We have damage in the utility room (where it started), the garage, my bedroom, the bedroom closet, the hallway, the half bathroom, and even in the living room! What a mess! They ran dehumidifiers throughout the house to dry up the walls, which raised the temperature in the house. We stayed at the Embassy Suites because it was unbearable.
|Removing hallway carpet|
|Bedroom & closet, too|
|Even the living room!|
|The next day, it was determined the half bath couldn't be saved|
|I was serious when I said I dumped the contents of my closet into the living room. You will be happy to know that all this is now organized and in PLASTIC bins|