One of the reasons I write these posts is because I want to document everything. Just in case.
We might have reached just in case.
When I last wrote, we were looking at leak number 8. I had a long talk with my husband and a few family members and was strongly advised to put my foot down and demand some other type of solution. The plumbers have always been professional and seem to do good work so I have continued to trust them to keep their warranty. But seriously. Eight holes being jack-hammered into my home is more than ENOUGH.
Do I sound angry? I am. I have reached the end of my rope.
The plumbers came out to locate leak number eight. I had decided they could locate all they wanted but I wasn't going to allow another hole. They always come out one day, do the leak locate and then schedule the repair for another day. They weren't coming out until noon anyway so I knew they wouldn't do the work that day. Which is why I told my husband to not worry about trying to be home.
They located the leak in the worst possible location. My daughters room.
Right away they started bringing their equipment to dig it up. I was thrown. I was alone. I was really missing having running water.
I decided to go ahead and allow them to fix this one. AND THAT WOULD BE IT. NO MORE HOLES. If there was ever another leak (there will be) they would have to find another solution.
We frantically started shoving my daughter's things in a closet and doing our best to protect her stuff from all the mud since I didn't have adequate time to empty out the entire room.
When they dug it up the plumber doing the repair asked me if there had been another previous repair done in that same location. I wasn't sure. This is where documenting things on my blog comes in handy.