We've all heard the old adage, "bad things come in threes." Here were the three that came in rapid-fire succession just three weeks after I'd moved into my house.
1. I went to the emergency room. As a generally healthy person whose idea of a medical issue is needing a band-aid, this was a definite bad thing, though everything's been resolved and I feel fine. I had a wonderful co-worker take me to the ER and then wait with me until my mom could drive the two hours to get there. When I was released at 10:30, we headed home but didn't end up going to sleep until about 1am, so I took the next day off work to recoup.
2. I woke up and saw a puddle of water on the bedroom floor. The baseboard heat was leaking water, 1/2 cup every 15 minutes. After calling 4 companies, I finally found someone who could come fix it that afternoon. The others were going to put me off 4 or 5 days! He was able to tighten up a clamp to temporarily fix the leak but recommended replacing 10 feet of the baseboard heat unit to create a permanent fix.
3. While waiting for the heat repairman, I decided to take a shower. As I was finishing the shower, I heard Mom running up the stairs yelling, "Turn off the water! Turn off the water!" I did, and quickly dried off and got dressed. I went to find out what was happening. Water was backing up out of the drain for the washing machine. I called Roto Rooter who came and cleaned the main drain to the house. While doing that, he found that the clean-out pipe wasn't actually attached to the sewer line and had to come back the next day to fix that!
Let's just hope the threes don't repeat too often!