Saturday night... 10:30 after a nice evening out. I
come home and hear .... rain... but it's not raining...outside!! .. it's
raining inside my wall!! and my neighbors' upstairs!! My nightmare
happens over and over and over. The water started coming out from the bottom of the wall to begin to flood my hallway. My
maintenance guy is on his way.... I've had water problems every place
I've lived. Is it me???
So Pat finally showed up - he said he knew it was bad if I was calling. He said at least I had a sense of humor about it... sure, I said, but I'm crying on the inside. I was practically hysterical when I called Alan, but there was no reason for him to come here. I even called Eric - when I was wondering where Pat was.
So I bailed the water with a dustpan, put down all the towels I had, and waited for Pat to call his plumber - midnight by now - and figure out where the water was coming from.
My neighbor says that a Lowe's
contractor is responsible. A young girl owns the condo on 3 and they
had new floors put in and the contractor hit a pipe while putting in the baseboards. (She did the unit
in Pergo flooring and I'm thinking maybe I should rip up the carpeting
and do that. She has a very clean sparse decor and it made me hate my
place when I came back down here.)
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