He put his hands on the wall, but kept the water out through the holes that the weather had occurred after the tiles in the kitchen. The water came up from behind furniture, under the heater under the sink. A river ran along the ground and out the front door into the garden. Soaked pants, shoes, more of the same. Nerves tip, and the desire to give up and quit trying. Hysteria, despair.
seems a typical scene from movie "The Money Pit," but is based on real events, and described the image is the image of me on Saturday to go to my house in the village.
After a long, harsh winter, so the first sunny day I decided to go to my house to bring some things I had here and that hindered me, and incidentally give a vueltecilla. The first thing I find is that the wind had thrown me the wire mesh separating the neighbor's yard. Go nuisance. I was alone up and I had to put as best they could. After
palizón stick lifting and securing the mesh, I tend to watch the roof and noticed something strange on the antenna. A part of being crooked, I let loose pieces, pieces that I found on the ground and the wind had dropped.
- RosaAmarilla deep breath, breathe deeply.
Soon my mother, who came to join me not to go alone, she wanted to go to the toilet, normal, we had a good time there already. I open the tap and no water. "You're silly RosaAmarilla, you have not opened the general."
I go into the street and snow removal in front of the door of the breaker. I open the hatch of metal, and open the stopcock. At that moment a shower of water began to flow from the pipeline, which of course was the first he had discovered. I start to curse Mariano Medina, when in a moment of breath, I hear something strange in the house.
Oh oh, what's that you hear, oh oh, it's that water coming through the door of my house!.
I run, I go into the garden, splashing through the water passage of the hall, walk into the kitchen and .....
Mother, Mother, Mother, which I have bundled!
RosaAmarilla runs to put his hands on the waterfalls coming out under the kitchen tiles, as if it did any good, while yelling at the dogs to get out of there, he opened the door under the sink to see the disaster that there was up to, and tried to make it clear to his mother that does not fit, I did not want to get wet and see if it would be patient with her age (which by the way without getting wet, ended up with strep).
to have recorded on video and post it on the blog.
fantastic results this winter in which we have come to be there at 16 degrees below zero and winds of more than sixty miles Time:
escacharrada antenna separation of hanging neighbor's garden, swimming pool in the kitchen, and cataracts garden. And I
waiting
a good plumber, bbb if possible, give him to do the good deed for the year, and appear at my house. For now, I have to get to pray to the Virgin of lost causes and the Lord of the Impossible, so that the stick of the bill is not as hard as I'm imagining.
Kisses, and this time wet in the most faithful sense of the word.
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