I was nudged awake this morning at 3:20, ” Please go make a bottle for the baby.” I hear the now stirring but not yet screaming baby.
I shuffle like a creature from a “b” rated horror film down to the kitchen. I turn on the faucet and air hiss like my daughter’s bike tire hit a nail, no water. My brain is processing…no water, no water, NO WATER!
After checking for leaks and open valves we call water company. Our littleish town doesn’t have a big water company so they have to wake someone. He calls us back and we troubleshoot to discover it has to be my water regulator valve. I have no clue where that little gem is hidden in this new house.
So now I am on a hunt for the regulator. I know what it looks like and that I should be close to where water meter outside comes in the house.
Ends up it is in basement area in Anna’s room. I turn on her light and start moving ceiling tiles to get to the pipes. Anna, blinking awake in slurred speech, says “what are you doing?” I tell her about the water. In a pillow muffled voice she tells me “the pipes were making a noise so Abbi came in my room and fixed it by tuning some valve.”
Come to find out the hose outside was left on and they fixed it by turning off the valve to the whole house.
Whew! No money to fix, just lost sleep which I get little of anyway these days.