Phew... I left the house around 130 yesterday afternoon and returned around 6, opening the door to a horrendous sound coming from the back of the house. Thinking the water heater or the washer was gushing water (because it sounded like water), I looked in the laundry room first, but that's not where the sound was coming from. I walked further back and discovered water falling from the bathroom ceiling. The sound was the water crashing onto the inch or so of water on the floor below. The hall and back two bedrooms were completely soaked. It was creeping into the living room and looked as though it had barely started in the spare bedroom. I ran upstairs to our landlord and found his oldest son Jose home. He came down and then called his dad... who was 45 mins away, just arriving from San Jose from their Christmas break. I called Steve.. he reminded me to go turn off the water. The picture you see above is Abby's room... and the hole is where the water main is located. It took a few minutes before the water slowed and several hours before it stopped all together. It's going to be an interesting couple of days for sure. We stayed for the night, but tomorrow will have to stay somewhere else for a few days while we move every thing out while things are repaired.
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