Ironic Tragedy
Here's a bit of irony for you, I want you to think of the most tragicly ironic thing that has ever happened to you and see if it compares to this. Let me explain...
Last year the only thing I did besides childcare, was handyman stuff. I put up drywall, I taped and floated, I sanded, I textured, I painted, I helped put in carpet padding and carpet, I did alot of painting. So what could be more ironic than losing all that work (approximately 4 months).
See, I was in houston for like a week visitng my sister before she went to the P.I. and over the weekend I came back in order to help fundraise. I spent friday with Jer ballooning. Jer and Mila live in San Antonio and come back to Houston in order to fundraise on friday-sunday. During those nights they sleep in their old house in Houston, but Sunday Night thru Friday they don't see the Houston House. So it was that we came to the Houston house on friday at like 2 in the morning having not been there since sunday morning the week before. As we approach the door we see water on the ground outside...."that's weird" I think. The door opens and there is water on the floor..."uh oh" I think "someone must have left the faucet on for a few days". I continue to think this until I see a piece of drywall from the ceiling laying on the floor and water leaking through the roof. The damage continues upstairs. The carpet in a few upstairs rooms are soaked to the bone and the ceiling there has fallen as well. It turns out the hot water heater in the attic had broken and had leaked water for 4 days. The next day emergency crews came and tore out the baseboard in 2 rooms, the ceiling in 3 rooms, the sheetrock walls in 2 rooms, the carpet in 3 rooms. All of these things I had spent 4 months fixing up. Painting rooms, texturing, painting baseboard, putting in carpet, even putting in ceiling sheetrock.
So in summary, with one tiny act of god, 4 months of my life was wasted. Well not wasted, I learned alot, but all that I produced in that time sure was wasted.
Anyhow, boring read I know, but it means alot to me. Just thot I'd mention it.
posted by Blog God @ 10:42 PM
9 comments
9 Comments:
Boy that sucks big time! I don't even wanna know how big a job that's gonna be to clean up. Our friends had something like that happen in their new home...of course the builders were responsible for it and they got all new hardwood floors out of the deal.
I'm sorry.
That is painful, man, seriously. You've been taking it quite gracefully, considering ... I feel for you. There isn't really anything else to say 'cept that it just really sucks, 'cause it really does.
yeah, don't worry about it, I'm not the one that is gonna be fixing it up. It certainly sux tho. Praise you Jesus.
Oh man, that's so harsh! Were they insured for that? That's like the last thing they need right now, so sorry for you guys. I'll be praying fo that.
Heh only to you jesse...On other news, I hurt my back really bad last year with like one week till wordstock..I just hurt it again on the same ledge and guess what it's one week till wordstock.
Yeah, Pre-Wordstock Injuries are the worst. I was sawing a piece of OSB board the other day with a circular saw, and just as I was thinking "I should be wearing some glasses" this splinter flies up into my eye. I was like blind in that eye for the rest of the day, and afterwards it got all big and swollen. It's still a bit swollen right now but hopefully it'll go down by the time wordstock begins.
Yea and for us girls, we always start our monthly right before or DURING wordstock. Like, oh my god girlfriend, the worst thing EVER!
hahaha, sorry. REally disgusting I know, but I couldnt help it. hahaha...ah...ahem........yea, okay leaving now.
What can one say? "You know what" happens. It's funny you'd feel so depressed about it, Jer tells the story with a big grin on his face.
oH DUDE! I know how you feel. I dunno who you are and this is my first time on your blog, but as a a carpenter I know how hard that all is. GBY man, and EXTREME PRAISE MAN!!!
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