dbjc364's Blog

Sometimes-more often than not around here...plans get shot all to ****.I got on the phone in the morning,Jim headed out to the garage,and armed with his to-do list.After talking to the nice lady at the mill about the pellets-she gave me the list of retailers they supply so I could check to see if maybe any of them had any left.It didn't matter about the traveling- we just didnt want to have to use the oil.Sure enough,1st call,not far away-20 min. had some.It doesnt happen often, but I had a live person on the phone- who was nice to boot-and had a clue about their business operations. She said if I couldnt find any after going thru the list- she would do what she could to scrape up a few bags to get us thru,till an area store got some in.I hope that lady gets a raise this year.Jim hooked up the trailor and away we went.We got a 1 ton load,that should hold us till our order comes in.We cleared the area in the garage,and was done unloading in a 1/2 hr. She also said their production was coming along better than they thought, so a possibility we may get our order sooner than Dec. After lunch, a short rest,we loaded up the dishwasher going to my daughters.I knew it would get banged around if we left it in our garage.We were just going to tuck it in a corner out of the way- till they found someone to install it.Her hubby comes home right after we got there,without asking her what the plan is,or what is she going to do with it-?..us 2 women-we're inside focusing on clearing a space in the hallway-out of the way.He sees us moving the filing cabinet.Now-mind you,if I had had a video camera rolling at that point,I'd be sitting here a richer woman,winning the prize for Americas Funniest home video's.At this point we're not paying attention to him-which was probaly our 1st mistake-just moving the cabinet into the corner,and the dishwasher goes where the cabinet was. All of a sudden, he grabs the dishwasher under the counter,and starts tugging on it.Then he says to Missy-"grab that counter and lift up." Well,neither of us have a clue as to what he's doing,we thought he was trying to get the door closed- as that's always been off kilter anyways. Well-it turns out so is my Son-In-Law...but I already suspected that.
He says "lift higher-she doesnt have enough strength,,I grabbed the other side of counter-and asked him "what are you trying to do?" I'm taking this out he says. I yelled" WAit! -Don't you have to turn the supply lines off,? Like water or something? Now-mind you, he's a big guy-Naw" it'll come right out,followed by a huge tug from him,{dont ya know it was screwed to the under counter-duh}..this happened in a matter of seconds ,mind you. FOLLOWED BY A HUGE GYSER OF WATER-PUMPING OUT 3 GALLONS A MIN ALL  OVER THE click laminate FLOOR,FOLLOWED BY 2 FEMALE HIGH PITCHED SCREAMS.He's yelling to Missy-put your foot on it to stop the flow-{he doesnt know theres a shut-off under the sink}..its hot water you know-he races down cellar- I'm grabbing the kitchen trash buckets,,,he had ripped the water line right off it.It took him a bit to find the shut off down cellar.Within 90 seconds- every towel in the house was on the floor-thats floating with 2 inches of water.We just stood there trying to comprehend what just happened.Missy was soaked completely from the gyser- I just got one leg wet-we both turned,and walked out to the porch to smoke a cig.-shaking our heads in disbelief-saying at the same time"I cant believe you just did that"....then started laughing at the whole mess.The 1st thing I said was I could be sitting here a rich woman if I'd had a camera...thru all that hysteria..>writing this doesnt do the experience justice,believe me..that was part 1...