Everyday Life: The Sky is Falling! The Rain is Falling Inside!

Not really a laughing matter, but it might be...since it didn't happen to you!

The call came while I was wondering what to write about today.
The call came while I was wondering what to write about today. | Source

A normal day just "slightly" different!

Normally a hanging lighting fixture gives light, when turned on.

Normally a faucet gives water, when turned on.

"Come quick, dear! There's water coming out of the light fixture!" (The distress call came from my astutely observant wife.)

Luckily, being a stay-at-home freelance writer, I could hear the excitement (agitation?) in my wife's voice and could respond to the call.

Obviously, something was not right with the light-turned-faucet! Water was indeed dripping from the bottom of the light fixture which hung on a chain suspended from the ceiling.

The missus had already placed a bowl on the counter-top, and it was catching the steady drip, drip, drip drops. The flow was light enough that no "Quick! Quick! Quick, mops! were needed at that point.

Aspiring to be a hero, I hasted to the basement and the main water valve, which I smugly switched to its "Off" position, feeling much as the boy putting his finger in the dike must have felt, and returned to my beloved.

Analyzing the already clear situation, I confidently announced "A pipe has sprung a leak."

Thinking about the home's insurance policy which my insurance carrier had recently corresponded about via "snail mail," I found our plumbing company and was told the inevitable "Tomorrow."

Meanwhile the newly painted and textured ceiling was taking on an even newer texture of mini balloons. When punctured, these called for additional "catch" basins of the indoor variety, setting up a rhythm suited to our blues. The drip, drip, drip drops had taken up the cadence of a platoon of boots doing their compulsory morning jog at military boot camp.

Right on time, early this morning, Kelly (the assigned plumber) showed up with an advertising-festooned truck which praised his as yet untested "Fast Reliable" skills.

Kelly's clear intent to punch a hole in the still dripping ceiling, led me to suggest "a plastic cover for the carpet?" which fortunately I had, because his "was left at my last jobsite."

With that down, and with his own towel monogramed with "K e l l y" which he had intended to have catch all the water which cascaded down with his first punched hole, the work proceeded, along with his exclamation that "Oh, it has heating wires in the ceiling!" (True) and "I can't see the pipe." (False, since as a writer I was trusting in the distinction between "cannot" and "can't yet".)

With two holes punched and two buckets of water detoured to the toilet bowl and hand sink, the pipe was located, the water valve turned on briefly to identify the leaky portion (an "un-burnished" 90-degree joint "whose resulting whirlpool flow eventually wears out the pipe causing it to leak"---raising the question of how many more such failures by the contract plumber who installed all the house's still original plumbing are lurking in such places with such likely future results!)

$236.00 later, not only had two ceiling holes opened up new vistas to our home's potential surprises, but a call to my insurance agent had clarified the previously unknown contrast between "routine maintenance" and "frozen pipes" (the one "not covered" and the other a comparative gift from God.)

With the plumber on hand, and admittedly "Fast Reliable" I had him tackle other "routine maintenance" tasks so that now all we have left to do... to keep the sky from falling...is to contact our friendly inside handyman, and our equally friendly electrician (whose initials, by the way, are A. C.) and wait for our next retirement check to arrive.

A normal homeowner's day, just "slightly" different.


(c) 2012 Demas W. Jasper All rights reserved.


The newly "re-textured" ceiling and heating wires.

The first punch.
The first punch. | Source
The knockout punch and chain to the "light faucet."
The knockout punch and chain to the "light faucet." | Source

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mathair 4 years ago from Ireland

I had a similar experience this week when the valve on our central heating tank burst. I couldn't remember how to turn the water off so we ended up with quite a flood on the floor by the time a neighbour arrived and fixed this for me. My lesson of the week - always know how to turn off your water!!


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writer20 4 years ago from Southern Nevada

Good story to remind us what mathair said. Sorry you had such a mess on your hands. Voted up and awesome.


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Dave Mathews 4 years ago from NORTH YORK,ONTARIO,CANADA

It's a good thing that the water didn't short out your hydro. Take care and thank God for small mercies.


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Perspycacious 4 years ago from Today's America and The World Beyond Author

Always!


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phdast7 4 years ago from Atlanta, Georgia

Interesting, frustrating for you and your wife of course, and humorous. Gives new meaning to the old phrase, "When it rains, it pours. Nice Hub.


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ChristyWrites 4 years ago from British Columbia, Canada

Yikes, I am glad you were home to come to the rescue of your wife! You write well, I felt like I was with you both that day!


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Perspycacious 4 years ago from Today's America and The World Beyond Author

Phdast7: May all your showers be of the pre-planned variety or outdoors.

ChristyWrites: It's always fun being a hero, as I jokingly tell the truth when I say that "My mechanical aptitude extends to shoveling snow, and I only do that in 'flurries'." Referring, of course, to my brief bursts of energy in undertaking such a task.

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