We're doing a remodeling project at Blogger HQ to take in some attic space and create a new home office. We've hired our favorite contractors Doug and Christine to tackle this job and basically turn our lives upside down for the next two months. Join us as we explore whether remodelers and home owners can peacefully coexist and/or find out if it's OK to dump a body in a construction dumpster.
Remodel Diary - Day 2
So they had to disconnect the gas line and move the water heaters to make room for the room. Don't get all existential on me and ask how a room can be more room. This isn't a philosophical debate and you're not talking to a Zen master, this is Bob and his remodel drama diary.
Contractor Doug scheduled Day 2 to relocate two, 50-gallon hot water heaters. This meant turning off the water and gas and rerouting gas lines in the attic. My basic understanding of this complicated procedure was "plumbers will be involved."
Plumbers? Got it!
"They make toilet flush and give me hot shower. Plumbers good!" I grunted in appreciation for their skill.
Not so fast there jungle boy. As it turns out, "Plumbers not so good." At least these guys weren't.
My first clue that trouble-was-a-brewin came in a mid-morning phone call. "Did I mention that the gas to the stove would still be off when you come home tonight?" Contractor Doug asked. "Nope, but that'll just give Charlotte a break in the kitchen. No problem," I said trying to sound like a good little homeowner.
"Shower?" I asked. "You'll at least have him connect the hot water heaters so we'll have a hot shower in the morning. Right?"
"Uh, yeah, I'll make sure they get the hot water heaters up and running," he said. Something about this didn't ring true, so I made a mental note to check out the water first thing when I got home.
I dropped the mail on the bar and turned on the kitchen faucet. Hmmmm....cool water...getting warmer...getting warmer...getting Colder...GETTING MUCH COLDER...OMG...it's turning BLACK!
In 30 seconds I'd gone from clean, clear, lukewarm water to BLACK WATER and there wasn't a Doobie Brother in sight (stay with me, this is a 70's song reference).
This was our Doobie Brothers Water...
May I remind you we live in Collywood dahling. This simply isn't DONE.
I called Contractor Doug about my DOOBIE BROTHERS WATER and he came right over.
He turned on valves, blew out lines, lit pilot lights, climbed all around the attic and did a "work-around" until the plumbers could come back and take care of the STNF (s*** that needs fixin). I had non-Doobie Brothers water by the time he left.
It's water that would like to get hot...but it just can't commit (clearly a guy thing).
So this morning I hop in the shower waiting for the hot water to rinse away my frustration...and I don't really get hot water - it's water that would like to get hot...but it just can't commit (clearly a guy thing).
That leaves me with one more problem. Now I gotta 'splain SHRINKAGE to Charlotte.
Oh well, at least that's a small problem.
I'll keep you posted as we make our way to the Promise Land of Home Remodel Heaven. We're supposed to be finished June 7. Stay tuned...
For those of you who can't get that Doobie Brothers song out of their head **you're welcome**