What a weird day.
I woke up really foggy and spacey and kept asking myself, now what did I eat last night? Because I was feeling so weird.
Around 9:00 I took a shower and then went into the kitchen to have coffee with my ex.
As we sat there talking about our plans for the day, pieces of the ceiling started falling on us. Then he looked at the wall behind me and asked if there had there been a coffee spill because there was a big area on it that was brown and stained and wet – like someone had just thrown coffee at it.
So he cleaned up the “coffee spill’ while I called the plumber, who showed up pretty quickly. Then the plumber’s supervisor, who happened to be in the neighborhood, also stopped in.
I had to go out for about an hour, but when I got back there was a big hole in the kitchen ceiling and another company had just arrived with de-humidifiers which are now going to be going full blast in the kitchen and the master bathroom (which houses the shower that is right about the kitchen) for the next four days.
They don’t know what caused the mini-flood yet, but suspect it may’ve been building up for awhile, possibly years, culminating in today’s impressive display. Or it might’ve been a pipe that burst. We won’t know much more until tomorrow, when the clean up crew comes out to rip out the kitchen ceiling and half of the upstairs bathroom, including the shower and tub.
I’m glad I already spent the money I did on things I need, because if I hadn’t, I don’t know if I would right now. I’m just hoping insurance will cover some of this.
Then I would’ve stayed home this evening to recover from the day’s excitement, but I was also desiring to get away from the sound of the de-humidifiers, so I went to an open mic where I ran into a musician friend and was telling him about my day.
I told him how I should’ve known something was up because I was feeling so strange all morning before it happened, like something in me knew what a fun day I had in store and he said Yeah – he sees a light every morning when he gets up, and a few times that light had been black, and it turned out to be a very bad day.
Hmm. Ok.
It’s late and I’m tired and would like to go to bed, but I’m going to sleep in my office tonight and I need my ex’s help adjusting the futon. I hope he gets home from his gig soon.
