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this was a weekend full of unusual and thought-provoking experiences, but i won't be writing about them.
we arrived home last night just before 11pm to discover a damp spot under the futon. during a diligent search for what we assumed to be an overturned glass of water, we discovered that it was more like an overturned bucket. or a hose, because something like a 4x10 area of the living room floor was sopping wet. after calling and waking our landlord and his partner, who then called the world, we got the unit number of the current association president (we rent a condo). she was awake, and able to inform us about the nature of our problem.
the good news: it's not a broken pipe and it's not a problem with the building infrastructure.
the bad news: the guy next door's sink is broken, and he is currently in Croatia. there's a set of stairs to the upstairs people in between our place and his. that place's owner is away as well, and it was the person feeding her cat that discovered a soaked floor and got help to break into the other unit. there was about an inch of water on his floor - it's wood and buckled so much the door won't open.
that happens to be the wall lined with two fully loaded oak bookcases, halogen lamp, one end of the futon, all of our media devices, CDs/DVDs/VHS/LPs, and speakers.
we were up way too late and our landlord got some professional drying people to come in. neither of us went to work. so, the three room apartment is now crammed into two rooms, and our living room is rather like one of those inflatable play rooms you see at carnivals sometimes, with the fan under the carpet making it puffy and occasionally ripply. oh, and the kitchen got hit too. so instead of a trash can between the fridge and the pots and pans cupboard, we have a second industrial blower. these will need to run constantly through Wednesday. fortunately, i don't mind some white noise. and it is a great opportunity to do some overdue sorting and storing...need something to do since the cable is on that wall.
we arrived home last night just before 11pm to discover a damp spot under the futon. during a diligent search for what we assumed to be an overturned glass of water, we discovered that it was more like an overturned bucket. or a hose, because something like a 4x10 area of the living room floor was sopping wet. after calling and waking our landlord and his partner, who then called the world, we got the unit number of the current association president (we rent a condo). she was awake, and able to inform us about the nature of our problem.
the good news: it's not a broken pipe and it's not a problem with the building infrastructure.
the bad news: the guy next door's sink is broken, and he is currently in Croatia. there's a set of stairs to the upstairs people in between our place and his. that place's owner is away as well, and it was the person feeding her cat that discovered a soaked floor and got help to break into the other unit. there was about an inch of water on his floor - it's wood and buckled so much the door won't open.
that happens to be the wall lined with two fully loaded oak bookcases, halogen lamp, one end of the futon, all of our media devices, CDs/DVDs/VHS/LPs, and speakers.
we were up way too late and our landlord got some professional drying people to come in. neither of us went to work. so, the three room apartment is now crammed into two rooms, and our living room is rather like one of those inflatable play rooms you see at carnivals sometimes, with the fan under the carpet making it puffy and occasionally ripply. oh, and the kitchen got hit too. so instead of a trash can between the fridge and the pots and pans cupboard, we have a second industrial blower. these will need to run constantly through Wednesday. fortunately, i don't mind some white noise. and it is a great opportunity to do some overdue sorting and storing...need something to do since the cable is on that wall.
