Bidets are stupid.
I was looking forward to doing a post about our fun weekend, but our nice weekend ended on a not so nice note.
Apparently , somebody four floors above us decided to install a bidet by hooking it up to their bathroom sink all by themselves.
Bennett woke up at 3am this morning so I gave him some milk and he went right to sleep like normal. I went to the bathroom before getting back into bed and noticed a little bit of water on the ground by the tub. I first thought it was water from Bennett's bath then I heard what sounded like a faucet running on the inside of the wall! I woke Chris up and then called the building's after-hours emergency line. The maintenance guy quickly called me back and said they had already turned the water off and that he was working his way down, checking out the damage in each apartment (only 5 luckily)!
He made it down to our apartment around 5am and I showed him all the places the water leaked into.
I had to clear everything out of the walk-in-closet in Bennett's room, (which is where I keep my clothes and our only place to hide things like filing cabinets and vacuums and everything else when you have a tiny downtown apartment) and put it all right in the middle of his room.
As I write this, I can barely hear myself think because of the three ginormous industrial fans they brought in to dry up the water damage!
baseboards ripped off so these babies can get their job done:
all of our "stuff" in the middle of Bennett's room:
Though I know it could be worse...
We are no stranger to water damage.
Last year (Dec. 2010), two weeks before Christmas (and before the Ladd) this happened to us as well, only that time it wasn't a stupid bidet.
A water line above Bennett's nursery had frozen, and then upon thawing it burst and water poured out of every opening possible, including (but not limited to) light fixtures, electrical sockets, light switches and baseboards.
The water that didn't find it's way out in Bennett's room, decided to travel across the ceiling, down the walls and find it's own way out in other rooms.
The kicker (literally) is that 3 days before this I had broken my ankle ( it's a little difficult to be a stay at home mom with crutches and a 4 month old!)
We decided to count it all joy and make the best out of a bad situation.
We laughed at our series of unfortunate events and sent out this Christmas card...
bennett's nursery was transfered into our dining room:
Luckily, nothing we own has ever been damaged.
And thank the Lord that we are only renters and don't have to pay to get it all fixed!
(though we would never put in a bidet even if we were homeowners)