Tonight I came home and my first job was to assist with some chemistry homework. As we looked at why glycine was an amino acid we heard an expletive – loud enough to hear from the basement. Started with F it did! Then there was relative silence so, hoping no one was too seriously injured, I went down to check out the progress on the basement bathroom. Michelle had run headlong into a 2×4. But the bathroom has come a long way.
The kids left. They are staying with Michelle’s mom at the farm. I loaded and turned on the dishwasher. All was going well till a horrible banging began as if someone was bashing the contents of the dishwasher against the wall. I opened the door of the dishwasher expecting it to shut itself off. The water kept running – pouring into the dishwasher. The banging continued. So off went the water under the sink. But I could not find a shut off valve to the dishwasher. So I ran down and checked where the noise in the floor beneath me was actually coming from. I ended up shutting off the water to the whole house. It stopped the noise but from the small copper pipe in the ceiling of the bathroom came a steady but sure stream of water – down into the wall somewhere. Not good, I said to myself. The water will just have to stay off till we get a plumber tomorrow. I do not want a flood in the night. I cycled the dishwasher till the water drained but I think something may be wrong with the dishwasher and the violent vibrations have loosened a fitting somewhere.