What a mess....

The floor in the wash room has been wet for several weeks. I did the best I could to ignore it by flying to North Carolina for a few days and then to Las Vegas for a week end and generally just not being home. But, the floor just got wetter. I thought the drain for the washer was plugged up so I got the drain snake from the Pilot. (He said he would come over but I said no I have to learn to deal with this stuff). I took it home and stuffed it into the pipe; the snake came off the handle and I almost lost it down the drain but I managed to catch it. One pipe I couldn't get it into so after alhoooot of ##$%$# not nice words, I called the Pilot back crying into the phone to please come over and fix the @#$# pipes. He came right over. After using the snake and making a call to a cousin who is a retired plumber he found out that the house is old with too small pipes and the pipes cant handle all the water from the new washers. So, the Pilot figured out what to do and we went to the hardware store to get the parts. By then it was late so he said he would be back in the morning. Turns out there were two reasons the floor was wet. The hot water tank apparently had been on its last legs for several weeks and finally rusted through and leaked all over the floor. So, before the pilot could start on the washer problem, he had to install a new water heater. This was the first time he had to do this kind of stuff without his Dad but he made it look easy. I'm glad he took after his Dad and can do this stuff because I have a feeling this wont be the only time I have to call him. He took it all in stride while I had to have a Starbucks Vinti caramel moccha with whip AND a maple bar. Thanks Pilot and thanks Swimminginlaundry; I know you have projects of your own.