What I do?
I was playing some WoW last night and decided I needed a beer. So I head down to the basement where all the good beer is, and as I approach the bottom of the stairs I hear the telltale sounds of running water. Then as my I put my foot down on the floor it makes a squishing sound.
Turns out my hot water heater exploded. I spent the rest of Friday night moving everything that one person could move out of the basement. Slept for three hours at got up before 6am. Picked up some day laborers and spend the morning destroying my pride and joy, the basement bar. It only took 4 hours to completely destroy it.
Carpet ripped up and thrown out the back, all the furniture up on stilts with bunches of fans doing the air circulation thing. Plus no hot water until Monday (assuming no complications, heh). Oh, and I’m leaving town on Tuesday and need to show up at work sometime Monday.
My patience is being sorely tried.
On the upside 24 hours later I’ve finally got that beer and my mother is thrilled, she’s wanted me to get new carpet for years.
Bar go bye-bye! NO!
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Don't mourne too much. I figure once I wheel a few wheelbarrows full of cash over to the right people, it can be made whole again. People keep telling this is the oppurtunity to remodel it to how I want it. After breif forays into the intro from the Six Million Dollar Man (”Gentlemen, we can rebuild him. We have the technology. We have the capability [...] Better than [it] was before.”), I realize, I was pretty happy with how it was and I'm just going to put everything where it was except on a new rug.
I suppose the positive spin is I get move some really entrenched piles of stuff.
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