So, I know it’s not Throwback Thursday, but still I want to go back two years to tell you guys about one of the most traumatic experiences I have had. I’m being mildly sarcastic – it wasn’t THAT traumatic, but it was pretty crazy and yeah okay it was traumatic.
Two years ago we took a trip with Brandon’s family (as usual) for the 4th of July. That year we had an adorable beach house in Laguna beach, and even spent a few days in LA! That was nice because my little brother was living there at the time and we got to spend a day with him (AND a day at Disneyland)!! Anyways – the trip was AMAZING and we came home feeling relaxed and refreshed.
Then, on July 11th, we went to work like any normal day.
When I got home from work, there was water in the garage. And I heard this “ssshhhh” coming from inside the house.
I’ll let my blog post from back then fill you in on the rest of the story…
… water was SPEWING from under the sink. And it had been for hours. There was water EVERYWHERE.
I immediately called my husband, “MAJOR EMERGENCY! COME HOME NOW!” He tried to explain to me how to turn off the water in the house but eventually gave up. So I had to stand there and watch the water spew for another good twenty minutes while he drove home. Felt like hours. I just stood there thinking “This can’t be real”… and it so was. Somehow I managed to keep my head on straight and call the home warranty people (which really was a waste of time) – file a claim with insurance – and get the emergency crew on the way over before he got there.
I went home over lunch and met with Brandon and the carpet people again. The interior of the house is currently ONE HUNDRED AND SEVEN DEGREES. I immediately thought of our good wine. It’s probably ruined. We’re staying in a hotel again tonight – and insurance is paying for it! Hooray!
I did find out that the water has soaked all the way to about a foot up our walls. SO… not only are we going to need all new floors, but we’re probably going to need all new cabinets. And walls. And this is just such a freakin’ mess I can only laugh.
Plus, our dog hates us. She has spent more time in a kennel the past few weeks than with us.
I NEED A VACATION.
Yup. A TOTAL DISASTER. We ended up living in a hotel for WEEKS.
The rest of the story is a little less disastrous. Insurance covered a ton and were great to work with (love you, State Farm!) and we were able to get an entire new kitchen out of the deal. It was actually my DREAM kitchen, too. Which made leaving it after only a few short months even harder.
I STILL MISS THAT OVEN and don’t really want to talk about how the new oven isn’t a double. But it’s okay I will survive I have a turkey cooker I can use. But man, I miss that kitchen. When Brandon moved me to Dallas, I stood in the kitchen and just sobbed. It was really hard to leave that place, after all the work we put into it! Although we didn’t really do much actual work – but I did pick everything out! And we paid a lot of money for those appliances that I never really got to use!!
Anyways, just thought I’d reminisce about the flood. It’s hard to believe it was two years ago – pretty crazy the curveballs live has thrown us since then!! Who would have thought we’d be re-doing a kitchen ALL OVER AGAIN?!
But this time with a little less water…