My granddaughter wakes me at 6 something this morning with a statement.
“Ganny, the hot water is not working. I was taking a shower and the water did not get hot.”
I go to my bathroom and turn on the hot water.
Nothing. Just gurgles.
I google hot water issues (remember when google meant something like to ogle).
“Pipes might be frozen.”
I am pretty sure that is not my California issue.
I do not live in frozen pipe country.
As I muse over my predicament, from my upstairs bedroom I hear gurgling sounds downstairs, like water is running somewhere.
I rush down the stairs to the basement.
The sound of the gurgling increases.
I open the door.
The basement is flooded and water is flowing out of the water heater.
I cannot figure out how to turn off the water (time for a refresher course in home care).
A neighbor comes over, takes a look, then goes outside to turn the water off.
No Water. At. The. Start. Of. The. Day.
Yeah. Chew on that for a minute.
A plumber will be here between 8 and 10 a.m.
Here’s my question:
How do things always know to break down when I have “extra” cash?”
My definition of “extra:” A few dollars over making ends meet.
Murphy’s Law at work on a Wednesday morning!