Last night, upon returning home from work, I had planned a relatively simple evening. I was considering what to have for dinner and thinking I would get a chance to take a spin on our exercise bike. Instead what I found was a living room under water. The hose coming from the toilet in the down stairs bathroom had failed and detached from the wall. This launched water all over the bathroom and then across the living room. Under the walls into the laundry room, then into the kitchen. The water then made its way under that walls of both of our neighbors and also began to spill out of both our doors and slider.
What I came home to was a house, where the city had already shut off the water, thus allow the water to receed, through upon pulling up I could still see where the water had run out the door and down the alley toward the street. The neighbors were quickly around to tell me about the work done to shut off the water, and full of questions about what happened, even before I was able to get much of a handle on the situation. Having verified that the water was indeed off, I went to the garage to get our push broom, with a squeegee attachment. After a few minutes of pulling water out, I call Andrea to ask her for help. When she answered the phone I said "Hey, honey, can I ask you for a favor?" Sounds like a safe kind of thing to ask, little did she know that I would then ask her to call a plumber and explained the situation. She called the insurance company first, then contacted her mother for ideas on a plumber to call. When she arrived home, I had most of the water out. By the time the guys from Service Master came to finish the drying job, just about all that standing water was gone. All that was left was under the flooring. So up came the floor and off came two doors and all the floor boards. So, now we have the noise of the gentle hum of 9 blowers and 3 dehumidifiers to lull us to sleep at night. What a fun adventure. It will be interesting to see what the place looks like after things are dried out, the insurance adjuster comes, and we find out just what we will have to use to put the place back together.
Last night, upon returning home from work, I had planned a relatively simple evening. I was considering what to have for dinner and thinking I would get a chance to take a spin on our exercise bike. Instead what I found was a living room under water. The hose coming from the toilet in the down stairs bathroom had failed and detached from the wall. This launched water all over the bathroom and then across the living room. Under the walls into the laundry room, then into the kitchen. The water then made its way under that walls of both of our neighbors and also began to spill out of both our doors and slider. 
What I came home to was a house, where the city had already shut off the water, thus allow the water to receed, through upon pulling up I could still see where the water had run out the door and down the alley toward the street. The neighbors were quickly around to tell me about the work done to shut off the water, and full of questions about what happened, even before I was able to get much of a handle on the situation. Having verified that the water was indeed off, I went to the garage to get our push broom, with a squeegee attachment. After a few minutes of pulling water out, I call Andrea to ask her for help. When she answered the phone I said "Hey, honey, can I ask you for a favor?" Sounds like a safe kind of thing to ask, little did she know that I would then ask her to call a plumber and explained the situation. She called the insurance company first, then contacted her mother for ideas on a plumber to call. When she arrived home, I had most of the water out. By the time the guys from Service Master came to finish the drying job, just about all that standing water was gone. All that was left was under the flooring. So up came the floor and off came two doors and all the floor boards. So, now we have the noise of the gentle hum of 9 blowers and 3 dehumidifiers to lull us to sleep at night. What a fun adventure. It will be interesting to see what the place looks like after things are dried out, the insurance adjuster comes, and we find out just what we will have to use to put the place back together.
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Not the welcoming you like to have when you arrive home. We had a similar situation last year, except it was a toilet in our upstairs bathroom that sprung a leak. The bathroom where it started wasn't too bad, but the bath right below it was a wreck. Ceiling and walls were totally soaked, as was the carpet downstairs around the bathroom.
To make a long story short...Never have you enjoyed quiet as much as you will when the blowers are gone. And don't be surprised when you get your insurance check and the first thing that pops into your mind is "That won't even buy a decent dinner...forget fixing my house!"
Sorry to hear about your flood. Hope things dry out quickly and you don't need too much repair.
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