|50 year old gas furnace removal|
|Dining and kitchen|
Thursday arrived and with it the plumber. He replaced the hot water heater and I finally took a hot shower. Yes! More unpacking.
Friday arrived. My husband, being a man among all men, went out to start the first load of laundry. It was awful. He was only a few feet away and heard water hitting the ground. The laundry room is on the back patio in it's own room. There were boxes piled up all around the area. They all got soaked, again.
Turns out the drain was clogged. I put a call in to my favorite plumber. He arrived before noon. He didn't get very far. It turns out the drain pipe was filled with mud about 30 feet out. He suggested I call the home warranty people, which I did. He also attached a pool backwater hose so we could run the dirty washing machine water out to the gravel in the backyard. That was another boondoggle. It turns out that our check hadn't cleared their bank yet and the water heater was the only freebie they would do. My realtor called her connection at the home warranty company and after 2 days got that straightened out.
Saturday the Salvation Army arrived and took several pieces of furniture that didn't fit on the new house. The house is 1000 square feet smaller. I was unable to sell these things at our garage sale so they moved with us as the old house had to be entirely empty for the new owners to do a walk through last Friday.
Sunday, more unpacking. A trip to Ikea. More unpacking.
Today- the plumber came from the home warranty company. He adjusted the position of hoses and tubes for the washer, turned it on and said it was working. A second later he said "Where is that water coming from!" It turns out that the washer sewer line was not plumbed to a sewer line. It was plumbed to the back wall of the washroom where the patio ends. More wet boxes. He said the expense to find and hook up to the main sewer line was $#@***!!!!!.00. I told him to hook up the backwash house again and we'd make due for now.
I was able to get out all of last weeks orders this past Saturday. The new mailman here is great. Our son loves being way closer to the community college, my husband loves being a 5 minute drive to his store. He can ride his bike in the winter there. I love that we share a car and I can leave here 5 minutes before 6pm and still be in time to pick him up before the shop closes. Our daughter is 19 and still adjusting to moving out of the house she grew up in. The dogs seem to like the new back yard. I just need to get the boy dogs to stop peeing on the cardboard boxes.