The Plumbing Dies At Dawn
I am not certain of the exact sequence of events. I know a cat was either involved or witness, because she came running out of the bathroom at a rate normally reserved for flight from cat-eating monsters such as vacuum cleaners and repair people. Seeing her mad dash, and hearing strange sounds continuing to emanate from the bathroom, I went to investigate.
What I found was water spraying wildly from a join in the pipe leading from wall to toilet, unfortunately on the wall side of the valve. That meant that the only way to stop the spray was to turn off the main valve to the house. Yeah, that's right. No running water - again. In the approximately 2 minutes it took from feline flight to valve closure, there was about 1/2 an inch of water covering a substantial percentage of the bathroom floor.
So I have called the landlady and left her voicemail both at her home and on her cell, and called her plumber to get on their list for tomorrow. It will get fixed; it always does. But I must admit I am getting very tired of plumbing crises.
What I found was water spraying wildly from a join in the pipe leading from wall to toilet, unfortunately on the wall side of the valve. That meant that the only way to stop the spray was to turn off the main valve to the house. Yeah, that's right. No running water - again. In the approximately 2 minutes it took from feline flight to valve closure, there was about 1/2 an inch of water covering a substantial percentage of the bathroom floor.
So I have called the landlady and left her voicemail both at her home and on her cell, and called her plumber to get on their list for tomorrow. It will get fixed; it always does. But I must admit I am getting very tired of plumbing crises.