I ran quickly through the house & into the garage. Quick note, we had just cleaned our garage. Everything was stacked neatly to one side. So of course, that's the spot all the water was coming down. I opened the garage door & yelled at them to turn the water back off. Everything was soaked. I started pulling things down & dumping water off of them. Car seats, containers of clothes, the runner, chairs, arm's reach crib, you name it, it was wet. I pulled some towels that had just finished being dried from the dryer & started moping it all up. Then my hormones kicked in. I started bawling my eyes out. I called Jared, told him to come home. Then called my landlord who could barely understand what I was saying through my hysterics. The workers & Jim had these looks on their faces as if to say, "this lady is a nutter!" They couldn't do anything for me, so they left.
Of course this happens on a Friday of a 3 day weekend. Just like last time when our sliding glass door shattered the day before the 4th of July weekend. Who wants to work then?? Luckily my landlord is quick & got the water company & a plumber out in a couple of hours. I had been stressing about where we were going to stay if we had no water. The plumber was wonderful! He's an Astle (Astle plumbing, I recommend them), for any of you who live in Sac & go to my church, there are hundreds of them. So it was comforting knowing we had an intelligent, honest person working for us. He fixed our problem, the water company had turned the water back on incorrectly, flipped a spring switch that sent water to old unused pipes in the roof for a previous solar heater. Therefore sending water so pressured that it went through the roof.
It has taken a couple of days airing everything out, getting the smell to go away, & trying to figure out why our water tastes funny now. But it's over, & I lived.
On a lighter note, we went out to dinner tonight. I was ordering what to eat & Grant was saying Mommy, Mommy, Mommy etc. You know how it goes. I was ignoring him then this is what I hear. Jennifer, Jennifer. What? I tried so hard not to laugh while explaining that he needs to call me mommy. Then 10 minutes later, Jared does something silly (imagine that) & Grant says, "Jaarreedddd" sounding just like me when I'm rolling my eyes at my husband. He getting big so fast.