Water Water Everywhere!

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Last spring we had a flooded basement. It was traumatic and dramatic, but it made for interesting dinner party stories.

This winter we had a slow seeping in the opposite corner of the basement. Not nearly as exciting as the flood, but just as stressful in its own drippy way.

After conferring with numerous plumbers and tradesmen, we learned the problem was the perimetre drains. They weren’t installed properly. Combine bad drains with torrential rains and, voila…carpet stains!

Work started this week. Our poor old house looks obscene flashing its naked foundation to the world.

B O O M !!!

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Vancouver Island is being pounded by storm after storm after storm after…you get the idea.

It’s not fun.

Several communities have experienced floods.

We experienced a huge tree taking out a power line at the end of our street.

B O O M !!!

That’s the thunderous noise of a transformer blowing.

As well as sending a huge thank you to the team of dedicated BC Hydro workers who performed a winter storm miracle and got us reconnected, I offer wisdom gleaned through the ordeal of living off the grid for a few hours.

1. I need to invest in a car charger for my cell phone so I can surf the net (and play 2048) the next time a tree blows over. (I had to shut ‘er down before the battery completely died so I’d have some juice left over for the next day.)

2. Don’t wait until you’re out of cookies to bake more. A tender ginger Christmas cookie or three would’ve made the darkness so much less creepy, but my boy took the last one in his lunch that morning. 😦

3. Someone as nervous as me should surround herself with light, laughter and flowers instead of anything even remotely related to Stephen King. After watching Storm of the Century with my sailor last weekend, I was terrified Andre Linoge would come tap, tap, tapping on our door because, you know, bad things always happen when you’re in the dark.

4. A Chihuahua is really easy to trip over in the dark. Enough said.

W.W.W.

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I missed a couple of posts last week because I’ve been so caught up in the three W’s: winter, weather and worrying.

Every time I start to believe spring is finally on its way, we get hit with yet more snow. It’s the wet stuff that doesn’t stick around for too long, but it’s just enough to spoil the day.

The worrying is house-related.

The adventure of the flooded basement continues. We learned that the damage is covered by our insurance (insert happy dance!)

The noisy industrial fans and de-humidifiers were removed last week so we’re able to sleep again.

It’s looking pretty desolate down there, but rebuilding should begin soon.

Even though the work will be covered by our insurance company, we’re still on the hook for the deductible and getting the outside drain and the perimeter drains scoped by a plumber. This step was recommended by our agent and our contractor as no one is sure exactly what went wrong on the day of the flood. It will be worth it for me to find out if there’s a problem with the drains because I go into panic mode every time it snows or rains, which it’s been doing almost daily.

Before the flood, we’d been looking for a house to buy as a rental property. We’ve never been landlords, but the time seemed right for us to take this big, scary step. After looking at about thirty duds, we found a house we love. The plan is to rent it for a few years to pay down the mortgage and then move into it and rent our current, less nice, place.

Our offer was accepted about two days before we had the flood and realized just how miserable and stressful home ownership can be. On March 31, we’ll be doing it times two.

I haven’t started biting my nails again, but the level in the wine box has been dropping faster than I’d like.

The one ray of sunshine in this sea of worry and anxiety?–We’re still without a vacuum cleaner!