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I’ve blogged about my house before. It’s an old house, built in 1929. We call it “The Money Pit” and it’s not really a joke. It seems like, with older homes (and I guess some newer ones as well), there’s always something going wrong.
2016 has been The Year of the Plumber
It all started a few weeks ago, when I noticed a LOT of HOT water leaking out of the furnace downstairs. $1,000 later, and that problem was fixed.
Next, Brian noticed that there was a clog between our two oil tanks. $50 fixed that problem.
Then, came the backed-up drain in the bathtub. We worked for days to unclog it – another $50 fix.
Today, however, was not so simple. . .
I went to the basement to throw a load of laundry in the washer. Everything was fine down there.
I went outside to grab some stuff for supper from the freezer in our garage.
When I came back in, Ian greeted me at the backdoor in a panic. He said something like “the sink upstairs is leaking really bad!”
I didn’t even close the door, just dropped the food and ran!
By the time I got to the upstairs bathroom, Gracie had already started sopping up the floor with towels – there was water EVERYWHERE and it was POURING out from under the sink. Gushing, really.
I ran downstairs, grabbed the phone, and headed to the basement. I called my Dad – no answer. Called Brian in a panic. “How do you turn the water off?!”
I got the main valve turned off, but by that time there was water GUSHING all over the basement. And it was dripping down there all the seams in our kitchen ceiling.
My parents came over to help. My mom brought a stack of towels – we spread them over the kitchen floor and countertops. We had to add a layer of blankets. It was REALLY wet in there and still pouring down through the ceiling.
I called the plumber. Same guy came and said, “I thought I told you I didn’t want to see you anymore!”
It’s a few hours later and . . .
The leak is fixed.
There is a guy here now from a restoration company, tearing up the flooring in our bathroom.
Most likely, the kitchen ceiling and floor will be next.
Then he’ll put big fans in to dry things out for the next 3 days. He said they’re loud. And obnoxious.
I had a plan . . .
This house will be paid off in about 2 years. I made a deal with Brian . . . when the house is paid off, we remodel the kitchen. It’s not a nice kitchen. It’s never been a nice kitchen. We’ve done minimal work in there over the years, but it’s been more “band-aid” work than real fixes.
But God’s plan trumps mine!
There have been many times in my life that I’ve made plans – plans I thought were best. But, sometimes God laughs at our plans. Because His ways our higher than our ways.
And now, though we didn’t plan it, we’re getting new floors in the bathroom and kitchen and and new kitchen ceiling. That’s all we know, so far.
The fans are being set up for the next 3 days, at least. Only time will tell what else needs to be done here.
Isaiah 55:8-9 English Standard Version (ESV)
8 For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord.
9 For as the heavens are higher than the earth,
so are my ways higher than your ways
and my thoughts than your thoughts.
I wanted my kitchen remodeled. In a few years.
This isn’t the remodeling project of my dreams, that’s for sure. This will get us some new floors, but not the whole new kitchen I was dreaming of. But, who knows what God has planned? Maybe this is His way of preparing us for a move elsewhere. I don’t know. But, we’re open. And, right now, after all the tears shed this morning, we’re laughing too.
Because, sometimes, all you can do is laugh!