it's been a super awesome week since our last post. on wednesday, it was discovered that we've been living with our own personal version of the bubonic plague for almost 4 years. after having our custom birds-eye maple cabinets heartlessly ripped out of our music room, we uncovered our own personal petrie dish festering on the drywall beneath. not to be outdone by no less than 5 different kinds of the nastiest mold you'd ever care to see (or breathe), removal of the bottom cabinets revealed an equally nauseating array of bugs, spiders, and otherwise indescribably invasive organisms that were beyond belief. suffice to say that what we found would make a rotting corpse look like a gourmet dinner.
so, here's where things take a turn for the worse. turns out that our cabinet installer managed to put a screw thru the only piece of plastic drain pipe in the entire wall (builder's note: most vertical drain pipe is typically cast iron, which is impenetrable by the accidental nail or screw). it was a one-in-a-million shot, and he nailed it (pun intended). no worries, stuff like this happens, and we have good insurance.....
alas, we're just getting warmed up. over the course of the next few days, at least twenty-thousand construction guys show up, along with an insurance adjuster and cabinet maker (guess the butcher and the baker were on holiday). thursday rolls around, and our once peaceful domicile more closely resembles a shelled-out structure from Bosnia or Baghdad, complete with the sweet fragrant smells of leaking sewer pipes, soggy lumber and mold-killing chemicals, all combining to form an aromatic symphony for the entire sensory palette. and the phrase "Uh...sir, you may want to take a look at this" still resonates in my lower bowels, like a relentless case of dysentery and diarrhea while on your period (just guessing about that last analogy).
anyways, it's all good. even as i arrived to work early friday morning to make-up for lost hours, i was undaunted by the scene that awaited me at the office parking lot......
no drunken sign-destroying vandal was going to ruin an otherwise bucolic week. oh no, that honor would instead go to our totally awesome insurance company Insur-a-care, whom after condescendingly acknowledged all the preceding grief, pain and strife, left a final, impersonal voice mail stating that our claim had been "denied" because the "cause of damage had been deemed not accidental".
ah yes, an awesome week indeed.................bring it on.
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