So, heres where I am today: Our dishwasher has been leaking about 3-4 cups of water for who knows how long each time it drained. No plumbing issues, just a freak bad weld in the unit itself. We found this while doing a minor project. The leak caused all the flooring to look fine on top, but be totally ruined underneath. We had to tear out all the underlay, laminate, 1/4 round, and baseboard moldings. Once we did all that, we found that the water had leeched up through the seams by capillary action into the bottoms of the cabinetry. This required removing all the cabinets to clean the mold damage as well as sistering in some wood to make them strong again. Enough right/ Nope! Well, we had ceramic tile counters that were screwed down into the cabinets rather than the standard up. This made them stronger and longer lasting. It also made them impossible to remove and save. The screws were all covered over by the tile. So, I had to sledgehammer them all out. While using a pry bar to do that, a piece of the wood gave way suddenly and my hand went into the ragged edge of a busted tile and it was like a knife was lunged into the top of my finger knuckle. the bone kept it from doing any worse damage, but it took an hour for it stop bleeding and I thought Trish was going to faint. lol Enough right? Nope! 2 days later, I put 10 brats in a fry pan to sear on high heat, and remembered I left my cell phone in the garage. As I walked in the door to the garage, it started ringing. I picked it up and it was the radio station guy who started talking to me, and I was excited. I totally forgot about the brats! 20 minutes into the call I did remember. I panicked BIG TIME!!!!! The puppies were in the house. As I saw the house wasnt on fire I relaxed for a second. That didnt last long! As I opened the door, the smoke billowed out like Spicolli and his buds opening the van door in Fast Times At Ridgemont High. I mean billowed out! My heart sank....... I put the flashlight on my cell phone on and couldnt see the other wall in the Kitchen! The smoke was SUPER thick and choking! I panicked once again. The puppies were NOT coming when I called nor making any noises. I lost my sh*t and started roaming through the house as low as I could get, but they were not coming to my calls nor whining. I finally got upstairs and they had crawled under the bed covers and were in shock and trembling from all the smoke and piercing squealing of the smoke detectors. I managed to get them outside, and so far No ill effects that we can see. If something had happened to those dogs, I would have been unable to live with the guilt! thank God they were OK! Enough right? Nope! The eye vet has given Amelia a clean bill of health each visit to see if the eye was getting worse or was still stable. We went in expecting another great prognosis only to have her tell us that the cornea is starting to detach slightly and is a bad sign. It may stay as sis, but will probably degenerate further. Its looking like we are gonna have to remove the orbit at some point in the future because the pain will be too bad for her. FML!!!!!!!! Bad enough right? Nope! Not only did all that roaming around the house make me cough that day, it left my lungs hurting and my singing voice is in bad shape. I have a gig this afternoon that might be a solo show/karaoke/stand-up/anyone want to jam kinda gig. :-( AND, a friend, when told about all the above, showed his stupid side and went on and on about why we spent all the money we just did on the bathroom, we shouldve left it alone because there was nothing wrong with it an now were screwed because we have to work on the Kitchen, blathered on about why we didnt just take out Amelias eye now since she cant see out of it anyway, etc. I was PISSED! Instead of showing any compassion, he chose to lecture and be pretty insensitive at best, and a moron at worst, for not understanding how upset I was about Amelia! He too has dogs, and I wonder how he wouldve felt if our roles had been reversed that night. I sent a f*ck yougram to his wife, which I instantly regretted. I sent an apology for including her, and said it was inappropriate for me to get her into it because she wasnt even there. I have not received a text, call, nor any other communication from him to apologize or explain being a *sshole. Were now in a pet friendly hotel, and have the restoration cleaners coming out on Monday or Tuesday to clean the whole house. The smell is bad, but it gives you a bad headache from all the hydrocarbon fumes still inside. Erie has a 3 year period you need to go to to qualify for a claim and not raise your premiums. We had to make a claim after the Hurricane left us damaged. That was August of 2011. Just f*cking shy of the 3 year period! So, our premiums are gonna go through the roof with this claim. Oh, and 3-6 of snow tonight! Happy St. Patricks Day to me!
Posted on: Sun, 16 Mar 2014 13:30:39 +0000
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