broken

we got back after Shabbat to find that our bathtub had filled itself with dirty water.  i looked for the source - the ceiling wasn't dripping, the faucet wasn't dripping, the shower wasn't dripping.

about half an hour later, i heard what sounded like the sink dripping.  but no, the sink was fine - it was the water pipe on the floor of the bathroom, leaking slowly out onto the floor.  bad.  although the bathtub was draining, which in a way was good.  except that the bathtub was draining onto our floor.  bad.  So we got out the towels we'd used for the water damage sopping up and stacked them at the doorway.  good.

avraham ran down and called the super, who came up, checked it out, and started fixing it, along with his son. they were there til 11:30 on Easter eve, and we felt really bad!  they left, and told us they'd be back at 8:30 in the morning.  so they come back up, and keep working on our pipes (by now the sink's been ripped out of our kitchen.)

around 10, avraham goes to drop off our laundry.

i had heard fire trucks, but he told me not to be paranoid. so i wasn't paranoid. in fact, i was so not paranoid that when the fireman started pounding down my door, i told him nothing was wrong and sent him away. then he came back with some friends (all in uniform!), and they told me that indeed something WAS wrong. about then avraham showed up - in time to see 13 firefighters cram into our now smaller kitchen, which normally holds 3 standing tightly and 4 people squished.

they felt the wall and determined that there was something burning inside of it

so they ripped out our wall, and lo and behold, there was wood smoldering inside the plaster.  no one knows how it caught fire, or when, or why.  just that it did.  there are no wires near it, and there were no shorts.  we're supposed to monitor and see if anything else in the apartment spontaneously combusts.

so i'm now ready to move!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!