Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Today the sky fell...
... both inside and outside! I took my morning bath, and heard water running downstairs. When I went to investigate, I saw water rushing through the dining room ceiling! I grabbed a bucket and put it under the biggest fountain, then pulled my large Spring Seasons tapestry off the wall, as water was running down on it. I moved the table and chairs, which were soaked, then called my husband, who told me to turn off the water, in case it was from the pipes, not the drain. So I did that, then I had to swap out my big stock pot (which was full) for the next biggest one. I called a friend and she and her son came over and helped me haul the rug out onto the porch, where it is probably freezing, rather than drying. I then called our plumber, who came right over. The drain pipe had just broken, which was good, because he looked at the pipe configuration behind the tub and said, "Oh dear, I've never seen pipes like this!" Anyway, he fixed the drain pipe, so now 'all we have to do' is to fix the dining room ceiling. HA! If you are an old home owner, you know that will open a Pandora's box, of sorts. Things like this always have a domino effect. For example, I went to the basement and found that the water had leaked all the way down there, flooding my husband's box which holds his collection of woodworking planes, which I had to dry out. This photo of the dining room shows only one of the places where water gushed down. There are at least three more like it. The whole ceiling will need to be re-done. My husband told me to poke one of them to see if there was more water underneath, or if it was soft. I chose to not do that, as I didn't want the ceiling to fall on my head. I don't know if it is lathe and plaster or drywall. Most everything here is lathe and plaster, and when that comes down, I think it might hurt. Especially if the tub from above came with it.
And it snowed again. Sue, from Life Looms Large suggests we post the colors of our world each month. Well, here is our color: grey. Still. I am Quite. Tired. Of. Grey.
I began a small painting of my neighbors house, and when I realized how much grey I was painting, I had to quit. I also am having a hard time working on the small duck tapestry because much of the water is (you guessed it) grey. I think I need to get the March tapestry, with all it's bright yellows and purples, on the big loom for these days when the sky falls around me, and I need some color to cheer me up.