It’s been quite a weekend, as well as Monday and Tuesday. Got up early Saturday and spent four hours in the garden, well it’s not really a garden, but I call it my kitchen garden. I live in a three story condo with only a small patio, so my ‘garden’ is entirely in containers. I have a ficus tree, a meyer lemon tree and a jade tree. Mostly, though, I have herbs like basil, parsley, cilantro, chives, lemon balm, sage, spearmint and common mint. I cleaned up the fountain and got the pump working.
After I finished all of that, I sat down in the new chair and had a cup of coffee. Then I took a shower and went to breakfast with a friend staying with me from North Carolina. We ran a few errands and returned home, intending to spend the afternoon relaxing and watching movies, planning a bbq dinner on the newly cleaned up patio.
They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions and the last few days proved it. As I carried groceries up the stairs from the ground floor garage, it felt like it was raining. I saw water dripping from the fire sprinkler and stairwell light fixture. I was sure the pipes to the sprinkler system had broken and rushed up the stairs. The carpet on the top eight steps was saturated with water, as was the carpet at the top of the stairs in the living room. Following the wet floor and walls we discovered the toilet tank in the guest room had broken somehow and with no water in it, the pipes just kept pouring water on to the floor. We rushed to turn it off, but the damage was done
Heaters and filters all over the house, are drying things out and Monday they removed sections of walls and ceilings to dry the interior spaces. I am told that it will take five to seven days for that. Then the restoration has to be done. The entire floor and cabinet in the bathroom and three inches up the wall will be torn out and replaced (the toilet already has been), half the ceiling in the living room as well as the entire wall of the stairwell will be torn out and replaced. The water made it all the way down the three stories into the garage so part of the wall and ceiling there will need to come out and be replaced as well. The upside is that the carpet (all of it) will be replaced and new paint will be done throughout. Unfortunately, that will take three to four weeks on top of the week for the dry out.
In the meantime I have been removed to a local Residence hotel so I can have a kitchen and Rambi (my cat), alas, Rambi has vanished amid the chaos of the tearout and dryout at the condo. I return twice daily in the hopes of finding him snoozing in a patio chair. To no avail so far, but he is eating the food I leave (at least I hope he’s the one eating it). Sigh!
Ah, well, life goes on. I will soon be starting a new free piece of fiction written by my late husband. It is called Dixieland and is a novel based on the events of April 4, 1968 in Memphis, Tennessee. It may take a bit longer than I’d like but it will be here and please come by and read it, you won’t be disappointed.
Yours Affectionately, Jane Austen is still available in all formats (including trade paperback)