2006/04/02
Still Cracked in Winnipeg, Leaking in Vancouver
My foundation is still cracked, but not leaking. It hasn't rained again, but I know it is just a matter of time. Well, I had another estimate and the advice from the second company is to forget about the braces on the inside. Sooo, not being able to talk it over with my husband, (missing you, Dennis) I talked to brother-in-law, Gary. It helps to be able to talk it over with somebody. Thanks, Gary.
I will keep checking over the next few days to see if there is any evidence of leaking behind the cedar wall in the den. If not, I'll probably go with the first company, but leave out the braces. They can always be put in later if needed.
The strangest thing happened early this morning. The phone rang at about 9:00. It was a frantic lady with an accent telling me that she was calling from the restaurant and the water heater is leaking in the kitchen and the kitchen is full of water! She didn't know Brent's or Jason's number, so she was calling me -and WHAT SHOULD SHE DO! Well, I thought she either had the wrong number or she had a couple of screws loose. Then she mentioned the "Rain City Grill," and suddenly, the penny dropped. Aha, I thought that's where Margot works. Suddenly it all made sense so I told her I would call Margot and get her to deal with it.
Well, Margot only has a cell phone, no land line, and I knew she would still be asleep at 7:00 Vancouver time. Now, Margot usually can't be wakened by a bomb going off, so I knew I would have to leave a message on her voice mail. As soon as I did that I thought of trying Joel's cell phone, too. I'm glad I thought of that because he did hear the call and checked his messages right away. He got Margot up and awake and she took off to deal with the crisis. It turned out to be not as bad as expected. A pipe over the water heater was leaking, so a plumber was called and all was well in time to open the restaurant for brunch. Whew, thank goodness. There was just one puzzling thing - how did Judy, the cleaner, get my phone number? Well, it turns out Margot had left a note for the staff when she came here before Christmas with my phone number on it, and it was still there. Happy ending all around, hooray.
That reminds me of the earthquake plans. Apparently the West coast Ouseys have a protocol to call me here in Winnipeg if there is a disaster there and they can't reach each other. It seems that it might be easier to call someone long distance than to connect local calls. But that will never happen, right!
Well, good night, sleep tight. Don't let the bedbugs bite.
Weather forcast for tonight: dark. Continued dark overnight, with widely scattered light by morning. (Just as long as it doesn't rain)
George Carlin (1937 - )
Still Cracked in Winnipeg, Leaking in Vancouver
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I will keep checking over the next few days to see if there is any evidence of leaking behind the cedar wall in the den. If not, I'll probably go with the first company, but leave out the braces. They can always be put in later if needed.
The strangest thing happened early this morning. The phone rang at about 9:00. It was a frantic lady with an accent telling me that she was calling from the restaurant and the water heater is leaking in the kitchen and the kitchen is full of water! She didn't know Brent's or Jason's number, so she was calling me -and WHAT SHOULD SHE DO! Well, I thought she either had the wrong number or she had a couple of screws loose. Then she mentioned the "Rain City Grill," and suddenly, the penny dropped. Aha, I thought that's where Margot works. Suddenly it all made sense so I told her I would call Margot and get her to deal with it.
Well, Margot only has a cell phone, no land line, and I knew she would still be asleep at 7:00 Vancouver time. Now, Margot usually can't be wakened by a bomb going off, so I knew I would have to leave a message on her voice mail. As soon as I did that I thought of trying Joel's cell phone, too. I'm glad I thought of that because he did hear the call and checked his messages right away. He got Margot up and awake and she took off to deal with the crisis. It turned out to be not as bad as expected. A pipe over the water heater was leaking, so a plumber was called and all was well in time to open the restaurant for brunch. Whew, thank goodness. There was just one puzzling thing - how did Judy, the cleaner, get my phone number? Well, it turns out Margot had left a note for the staff when she came here before Christmas with my phone number on it, and it was still there. Happy ending all around, hooray.
That reminds me of the earthquake plans. Apparently the West coast Ouseys have a protocol to call me here in Winnipeg if there is a disaster there and they can't reach each other. It seems that it might be easier to call someone long distance than to connect local calls. But that will never happen, right!
Well, good night, sleep tight. Don't let the bedbugs bite.
Weather forcast for tonight: dark. Continued dark overnight, with widely scattered light by morning. (Just as long as it doesn't rain)
George Carlin (1937 - )
Still Cracked in Winnipeg, Leaking in Vancouver
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