After having breakfast and blogging, I waited around for it to warm up a little then dressed in what I thought would be enough layers and got Ruby ready for a ride. I headed out of the bay and was hit with a really strong, very cold headwind! Yikes, it was very cold out and I was really cold in no time flat, have I mentioned I HATE being cold? I ended up turning back towards home and cycled around in some of the cul-de-sacs in Constance Bay, then finally gave up and headed home. Unlike Leslie who is a hard core cyclist, he was out yesterday riding the 300 km Animalthon.
When I got into the house I wanted to warm up my hands so I turned on the bathroom sink taps and "splash" water was flowing everywhere!! Yikes, I turned off the water and grabbed the closest towel. While I was mopping up the mess and trying to figure out what just happened I heard more water running, what? where??, I heard Lily running around down in the basement.
The pipe that was connected to the drain pipe had disconnected and unbeknown to me, the slip sod plumber I had used a few years ago (no, this wasn't his first error), hadn't connected the pipes properly nor had he sealed the floor around the pipes running from the bathroom to the basement, water was pouring down the hole into the basement RIGHT where I have Lily's litter box!! Gah, water was everywhere, clumping cat litter had exploded out of the cat box due to the force of the water and was everywhere, what a freeking mess. Needless to say, by the time I mopped up the mess upstairs and downstairs, I was livid....
I suppose if you pay peanuts you get monkey's, but honestly, don't you think that if you were in a trades profession you would at least do a good job? Good news is briefly mentioned but bad news travels fast in my community.
Now I have to find a plumber, obviously a different one, to fix this mess before my father comes up to visit in a couple of weeks.
Speaking of my father,
Happy 89th Birthday Dad!!!
I love you
will see you in a couple of weeks!
(he promised me he'd quit driving when he turns 90!)
Life's fun if you don't weaken,