Ugh.
In the scope of what's been going on this past week it's not all that major, but it's still pretty crappy:
We came home Tuesday night to a suspiciously cold house. The temperature here was 4 degrees and falling fast, so we figured maybe the heater just wasn't keeping up. Brian went downstairs to check things out and found the boiler shooting water across the room. There was water everywhere; it wasn't a leak, it was a geyser. We turned off the water, of course worried that with the temperature so low outside we'd be looking at frozen pipes if we didn't do something soon. So, we called our propane company. It was after 11pm by then (I had been at a meeting in Salem so we were home late - Thank God we didn't decide to stay over at my mom's that night). The propane guy came over and told us that things looked "very bad". He had to take off to find us an industrial heater to keep the house warm and the pipes from freezing. That took another hour. By the time he came back we were exhausted and not all that hopeful about the outcome. As it turns out, we need a new boiler (sung to the tune of $5000). We haven't had hot water since Tuesday because we wanted to do some checking around on prices before committing to that much. But as it turns out, that's what propane boilers cost. It sucks. We had planned to take our next tax returns and put them aside in an "oh shit" fund "just in case", it never really occurred to us that the house would self-destruct so soon.
Tonight I boiled water on the stove for a bath and then we called the propane people to tell them to just install a new boiler. I mean, what's the choice, pretend we're on Colonial House?
And no, there's nothing we can do even though we just bought the house. We asked everyone, including our agent. Some sellers agencies have clauses that cover a 30 day warranty on the house, but ours didn't.
Ugh.
We came home Tuesday night to a suspiciously cold house. The temperature here was 4 degrees and falling fast, so we figured maybe the heater just wasn't keeping up. Brian went downstairs to check things out and found the boiler shooting water across the room. There was water everywhere; it wasn't a leak, it was a geyser. We turned off the water, of course worried that with the temperature so low outside we'd be looking at frozen pipes if we didn't do something soon. So, we called our propane company. It was after 11pm by then (I had been at a meeting in Salem so we were home late - Thank God we didn't decide to stay over at my mom's that night). The propane guy came over and told us that things looked "very bad". He had to take off to find us an industrial heater to keep the house warm and the pipes from freezing. That took another hour. By the time he came back we were exhausted and not all that hopeful about the outcome. As it turns out, we need a new boiler (sung to the tune of $5000). We haven't had hot water since Tuesday because we wanted to do some checking around on prices before committing to that much. But as it turns out, that's what propane boilers cost. It sucks. We had planned to take our next tax returns and put them aside in an "oh shit" fund "just in case", it never really occurred to us that the house would self-destruct so soon.
Tonight I boiled water on the stove for a bath and then we called the propane people to tell them to just install a new boiler. I mean, what's the choice, pretend we're on Colonial House?
And no, there's nothing we can do even though we just bought the house. We asked everyone, including our agent. Some sellers agencies have clauses that cover a 30 day warranty on the house, but ours didn't.
Ugh.