I need to vent, I am sat in tears at the laptop.
Since we moved in to our lovely new build house just over three years ago, we have had nothing but issues with the heating and hot water culminating in 4 weeks without either heating or hot water for more than 24 consecutive hours last November.
Now we haven't had the best year as most people are aware. I went into hospital for surgery in February and due to massive complications developed a major infection and nearly died, so spent most of March, April and May in the hospital. This meant that MadDad had to take unpaid leave to help look after the children and nurse me too, which resulted in Debts, but he ho I was still alive.
I went back in for some surgery to make good the after effects of the infection and subsequent surgery in November and for the first time this year starting to feel a lot more healthy and on top of things.
Yes we are broke, but we are all together, in fact I have just watched MiniMads nativity today, which was one of the things that kept me hanging on for dear life earlier in the year.
Well Friday is bed changing day for me, so MadDad and I went up to remake the boys beds and as I was taking their bedding out of the airing cubaord I noticed that there was a small brown patch on our bedding, so we made the boys beds and then decided to take a look.
All I did was pop my finger on a pipe to try and see where the drip was coming from and POW hot brown water squirting everywhere.
Oh my F***ing hell and yes I did swear. I ran downstairs and turned off the heating and water and then went under the sink and turned off the stop cock, by this time the kitchen was also swimming in brown water, down three walls and all over the hard wood floor.
The next thing I did was ring my Father in law and ask him to come over and help. I then went upstairs to survey the damage. I am heart broken. 3 sets of bedding is covered in brown water, all of which was new when we bought our Super King sized bed earlier in the year. 2 throws ruined and well what can I say about our sheets and towels. MadDad did the best he could and used them to try and stem the flow of water.
It looks as though when our water was fixed last year the plumber left off a washer, there is one underneath the pump, but not one on top of it.
MadDad and my wonderful Father in Law, who is a farmer and therefore, master of all trades, so it seems sometimes are currently on the way to B&Q (which doesnt shut till 9pm and is 30 mins away) in order to try and get a washer and at least get us water if not heat until we can get a plumber in tomorrow and contact the insurance company too.
What can I say, I know it is only a house, bricks and morter and in comparision to what some people go through this proberbly sounds so trivial. But I think it is the straw that has broke the camels back. I have started crying and now I can not remember how to stop. The thing is I love this house, it has been a real haven, somewhere to curl up and shut out the world, somewhere to snuggle on down with my boys and just enjoy being.
Anyway I want a cup of tea, but the water is off, so have settled on the sherry I got for the Christmas cakes and puddings!!
Hopefully it will all look better in the morning.