So thursday before heading to work, a spot of our living room floor had a tiny wet spot I stepped in. I wrote it off as one of my house mates spilling something and headed to work. When Dan and I came home for lunch however, we were treated to a much larger wet spot, nearly a foot in diamater. I put some pressure on the carpet around it and felt the tell tale spongyness of a water-logged carpet padding. I put in a call then and there to my landlords, who’s first though was that our ac unit up in the attic was leaking. This kind of made sense, since it sits above the wall next to this spot, and if it was not draining right, it would leak condensation down the inside of that wall, and right out this point. They put in a call to their regular hvac people for the next morning and we let it go, and headed back to work.

When I got home later that afternoon though we were greeted with a soaked area 4 times the size and growing. This was obviously NOT a AC condensation leak. I pulled back the carpeting (this spot was a foot or so from a corner that is the entrance to the room) and was greeted with all out standing water under the padding. It was plain to see that in a 3 inch gap out from under the wall the water was coming from, right where the kichen sing fixtures were on the other side of that wall. Aparently there was a leak in our plumbing. To try to isolate where, while doing some trial and error stuff we located our water meter, which took about 30 minutes and 3 phone calls to the landlord, (who was in a car on their way to chicago from the home in birmingham, heh) to finaly find it, in a hole in the ground, OUTSIDE the fence in our back yard, about 10 feet from the fence along side the sidewalk that lines the boulevard that runs behind our house…. riiiight. So we look and according to the water meeter were dumping out 1 gallon of water every 2 minutes. I go back in side and cut off the water where it goes into the hot water heater, and it keeps spinning. This means its in the main line before it branches around the house. Normaly not a big deal, except our house is on a concrete slab, with the pipes inside the slab…

The leak was geting worse by the moment and we didnt have the special tool needed to turn off the main valve in the pit, so I ended up having to call a 24 hour emergency plumber to come shut it off for like 150 bucks. Once that was done we finaly called it a night and waited for our landlords usual plumber to arrive in the morning.

Longer story short, first it took them an hour and a half and about 11 holes in the back yard to find out where the lines come into the house, then through trial and error, and cutting 5 various 2 foot by 2 foot holes in various walls of the house,  they found the junction just before the leak. He ran a line from there bypassing the junction under the house up the wall into the attic, and back down the other side, splicing it back into the main branch, skipping around the leaky pipes under the kitchen floor. After starting around 8am, he was done shortly after stale and I hit the road for louisville around 2pm.. needless to say it was a long crappy morning to kick off my 3 day weekend for the party I am throwing up in Louisville. The whole ordeal sucked, and now, as I understand it, there are 4 walls in our house that need patching, and a carpet to be replaced when we return. Thank god I rent the place and dont have to pay for any of this…. oi… suckage indeed.

This is what happens when you live in the bermuda triangle of Karma cause by Stale and I living in a house together creating one great big vortex of “fuck you”.