It's been an interesting week here at Casa de Goodfriend. On Thursday I had an asthma attack, which, as Mike realized, was a coordinated effort to stay out of the attic. And after seeing Derek today drenched in sweat and in his third shirt, I realized that the hospital copay was worth it.
I did, however, manage to pull myself together in time for my first ladies night party. It was a great night painting wine glasses and drinking with some fabulous ladies.
But while I was preparing for my big night, Derek was preparing for more and more and more plumbing. He made some new cut off valves and a new hose spickett to replace the rotting ones outside.
But after the big night was over, it was back to another day of plumbing, and I even got involved and helped pull this pipe through the wall...
It was while Derek was up in the attic though that I discovered who he really is... a peeping tom. I thought this was a little odd to see in our only working shower...
And then I realized that there was a hole on the other side so he could see the goodies without me noticing. Who knew I was married to a voyeur?
Other than that there wasn't really anything more exciting to blog about. The basic synopsis of the week is plumbing, plumbing, plumbing, and we're under more pressure than ever because of Beryl...
This is not the first, but the second named storm this year, and the hurricane season hasn't even officially started yet. Why does it matter? Because until this plumbing is done our homeowners insurance will leave us totally screwed. To add to this pressure, Derek is at a point where he can pressure test the plumbing to see if there are any leaks...
The result, I think there's a leak. A small leak, but a leak. So will out plumbing get done before storm C? Stay tuned to find out.
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