
every time i would walk down this sidewalk i could smell a stench that would make my stomach turn. i noticed water dripping from it months ago. i mentioned it several times to our land lord. he didn't want to pay the money to fix it. i mean who would? it's inside of a wall! it's not like a real problem that you can see like a plugged up drain or a sagging roof, right? it's just a leak. a slow leak.
the problem got bigger though. the smell started to come into our house. who wants to do dishes and feel like you are going to puke any second from the smell coming up through the drain? i sure don't! so i called the landlord, again, for maybe the 10th time. this time i wasn't as polite. um, i'm sorry to bother you but the kitchen sink situation is getting serious! it won't drain and when i use the dish washer all kinds of stuff comes back up. something needs to be done! ( i said on the verge of hysteria) his kind secretary told me she would tell him again and have him call me. she called back in a half an hour saying go ahead and call a plumber and get that fixed. FINALLY! i sighed. silently of course.
the plumber came on monday. he took one smell and said you have a cracked pipe mam. i just smiled. i knew it! he told me that we had methane gas leaking into the house from the sewer. nice.
the dreaded call from the plumber to the land lord resulted in some swearing and the phrase "but there is methane gas leaking into the house and if the building inspector were to come by the house would be condemned." way to go plumber louis, i cheered in the back ground! the lord of the land had no choice but to comply. i told matt that night that it was going to be an even bigger problem then one cracked pipe.


i know this house you see. i've lived here for three years now and i love it. i've brought a new baby home to this house. i have lovingly decorated it. we have made memories in it. i know it well. that is how i was able to recognize that something wasn't quite right. i want to be like a house to matt and to my friends. i want my friends and family to love me. to love my house. to care if a drip happens. cause honestly having the strength to repair a huge hole in my wall... well that would take a team of experts.

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