Friday night we spent lounging around at home, ordered pizza; I took a trip to Target with my sister.
Nothing out of the ordinary.
Saturday morning we woke up and both went to work because we had things to catch up on.
In the afternoon I noticed that the washing machine and dryer were both on the fritz again. So I was not able to wash clothes.
My husband gutted the master bathroom in a few hours to prep it for the tile guy coming this week.
Had a nice dinner, watched some TV and went to bed.
After some pillow talk we decided it was time to just buy a new washer and dryer. Even though we really didn’t want to spend the $$$ on it.
And I planned to go to a laundry mat on Sunday afternoon to wash all our clothes.
Then around 7am Sunday morning my husband noticed that something was not right with our plumbing.
And sure enough the pump that sends the sewage out of our house was not running.
Like it was dead. Taking showers, washing hands, running the dishwasher, flushing toilets would all lead to our basement being filled with lots and lots of sewage water.
There is nothing worse than contemplating raw sewage plus $$$$ for repairs. Uck.
So we slightly panicked.
And then regrouped.
And then panicked again.
We knew the pump needed some work, but it had never just quit.
After calling my brother-in-law for advice, we got the number of a plumber to use.
Of course it was a Sunday so no one could get the parts we needed to get it fixed.
I called around to all the hotels near us to see if any allowed pets. Of course a few did. But most of them were a little too close to a “pay by the hour” kind and we just weren’t up for that kind of adventure.
Finally, my husband said let’s just get an hotel to take showers and wash clothes, and then we can come home and sleep.
We decided on a extended stay place because at this point we weren’t sure how long the repairs would take.
And let me tell you we basically had to sign our life over at one point just to get a reservation, including signing a form that said we weren’t sexual predators.
So Monday morning we woke up, quickly gathered our things, did a sprint over to the hotel to go to the bathroom and get ready.
All this to say, we spent more money this weekend in home repairs than we have on anything else ever in our short married life.
Thankfully while making a mad dash to the hotel Monday morning we just stopped and laughed because at that point there was really nothing else to do.
And I am happy (but broke) to say we are the new owners of a Speed Queen washer/dryer set and a sewage pump.
Hopefully our roof does not cave in next weekend, but at this point all bets are off.