Sorry, I couldn't think of a better title.
Well, ... in another five or six hours, it will be almost twenty-four hours since the worse morning I've had in years started.
From Skype with pen-pals yesterday, a couple hours after the fact:
"Had a horrific morning. Woke up to a flooded bathroom. The pipe under the toilet burst -- and there was water everywhere.
"I generally sleep with a background sound-device going by the bed and, in this heat, the fan on high.
"I was woken out of a sound sleep by a loud noise -- and a whooshing sound the background sound-device and the fan couldn't account for.
"I'm glad that I decided that it sounded unnatural, so I didn't just roll back over and go back to sleep.
"I got up and moved towards the sound, letting my ears guide me, since I'm near-sighted. I wondered what that was. Was the shower on somehow?
"When I got into the bath-room, I met a shocking sight of a thick stream of water squirting fast from under the toilet!
"The thing is, I do horribly, when under pressure and faced with a crisis, so at first, I forgot all I had to do was reach under there and turn off the water.
"But I was already in panic-mode and didn't think to do that. When it finally occurred to me, I tried to reach the knob from the wrong side, couldn't reach it, and freaked out even more!
"I ran downstairs, half-dressed, to the leasing office and maintenance office, but neither was open yet, so I ran to the Manager's apartment, and banged on her door. Nothing but her dogs answered, so I run back to my apartment.
"Things were even worse by then!
"It was coming out into the living room area. I was scared it would get into the computer, which is near the dressing-room, which was already flooded, so I disconnected everything and took up the computer tower and the portable back-up drive and set these on my bed.
"Ran back to the Manager's apartment and bang again, even harder, yelling for help!
"No help there. When she answered, all she did was blow me off, telling me to call the after-hours number, which I didn't know. (Since then, I wrote that down.) Disappointed in her, especially since she's been a great help in the past, like helping me save the life of one of my cats. This cold indifference was really shocking.
"Anyway, running back, I ran into my next door neighbor, and blurted out the problem. We go in and he helped me turn off the water. Afterwards, I felt so dumb for not thinking of that first, and I'm still in shock at how close a major disaster in my life this could have been. What if I picked yesterday morning to do one of my early-morning store runs, which I take my time at!? I could have come home to find everything ruined, ... including this computer I'm typing this Journal on! (I now have the system elevated off the floor on a stool, just in case.)
"Anyway then, my best friend came by - and helped me clean up. The Maintenance Guy finally came by and fixed the pipe, telling me thins little plastic ring simply wore out.
"Waiting now on the guy with the water vac to dry my carpet. This took almost all day to happen."
Now, as I type this, it's about 1:15 am -- and I'm trying to get the place ready for Maintenance tomorrow, to finish sucking up the water and drying out the carpet and the liners, which they didn't do yesterday, because there's stuff in the way, and no one told me to clear these areas, because no one said they have to pull up those parts of the rugs.
So, yeah, ... I hope no one reading this ever has to go thru' something like this. >.<