Okay, it started off okay, slept in, ate breakfast, got on the computer.
Katas called around noon, wanted to get together for dinner. Not a problem, I was just going to heat something up anyway. Spending some time with a friend sounded good.
Went to do laundry. After the first load was done I went to the bathroom to gather towels for the second load and there was water in the tub, in the shower, and the toilet was full.
Damn, called the plumber, was told he would be right over, within the hour - 57 minutes later he arrives. My house is old, it doesn't have a clean out in the sewer line. Looking at the options the cheapest the plumber was willing to do is to install a clean out line, and afterwards I would then have one. This is Easter, holiday pay. Its still pretty damn expensive. I okay it because I figure anyone I'm going to call is going to be gouging today.
He goes and gets the parts, Mrs. Katas shows up at my door. Knowing Katas I look around the corner and there he is. I was confused for only a brief second. She had called him up and suggested dinner, so he brought her on over. Fine, I like them both, but nothing bad happened there, we were all nice, civil, and a few jokes were told at Katas' expense, I was bad, but not horribly so.
But that is getting ahead of myself. Rather than all go out I couldn't really leave the house so they went over to a local upscale supermarket and got some sandwiches, apples and desert (yummy)
While they were gone the plumber nicked the nearby gas line, before it got to the house shutoff. Oops.
He reburied the line to slow down the leak and called PG&E my gas company. They called the West Sacramento Fire Department and very soon I had three huge firetrucks outside my house and was explaining to the neighbors that it was pretty much okay, just a small gas leak, but yes, I had to evacuate the house for now. Katas and the soon to be ex were soon back and we ate the sandwiches in their van while everyone worked at what they were supposed to be doing. No being idiots. Before long they had a temporary patch on and we could go in the house. Only a little residual smell of gas, not much. Now the Katas's are gone and I am waiting for PG&E to come put a better fix on the line (one of their guys is outside waiting in his car, getting out and checking gas levels every ten minutes or so.)
So, the sewer line still isn't fixed, the gas leak still isn't fixed but the crew has arrived and it will be fixed, sometime this evening. I can't turn lights on or off right now, which is the only activity to make a little spark that I might remotely do.
A little pissed, not happy.
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