Hole in the wall; trickling water is NOT soothing
I KNEW I heard water dripping yesterday. I kept checking around the very front window, the window sill, even opening the screenless window and looking at the outside sill. I didn't see anything. I finally came to the conclusion that a small breeze was somehow coming through and moving the blinds just enough to make a slight sound. Well, Tony came knocking on my door this evening with a guy I guess might be the plumber. There was/is a drip, inside the wall right next to the window, on the very front edge of the apartment. Using Tony's knife, my hammer, and his bare hands he pulled the wall open to bare the pipes. The hole if between 5 and 10 inches wide and about 6 feet 5 inches high, and I can hear the continuous dripping onto the floor and down into Fred's apartment right now. Tony said Fred had to put a bucket out to catch the dripping water. It's coming from a hole in the pipes up on the third floor, right near the top of her ceiling. Just in the last few hours today my window sill got water all over it and the rug in the corner is wet. That part of the rug is pulled back and the floor it wet, but there's nothing I can do about it tonight. The guy's supposed to come back in the morning and see to it. I guess I might have to have that part of the carpet replaced and maybe the floor fixed. The sheet rock, or whatever the wall is made of got soaked through and is really soft, so the wall will have to be fixed too.
I'm glad I never bought that red jar outdoor fountain that I was admiring at Sears. The sound of trickling water is supposed to be soothing; it just makes my hands shake with nerves. Listening to the real rain doesn't make my nerves hum like this does. I don't like the way my hands and feet are tingling. I hope I can't hear the drip-drip-drip from the back of the apartment when I go to bed tonight/in the morning, whichever. I guess I'll just have to have the radio or CD or iPod on when I'm trying to sleep. Music is better than dripping water.
I'm glad I never bought that red jar outdoor fountain that I was admiring at Sears. The sound of trickling water is supposed to be soothing; it just makes my hands shake with nerves. Listening to the real rain doesn't make my nerves hum like this does. I don't like the way my hands and feet are tingling. I hope I can't hear the drip-drip-drip from the back of the apartment when I go to bed tonight/in the morning, whichever. I guess I'll just have to have the radio or CD or iPod on when I'm trying to sleep. Music is better than dripping water.