In my wanderings around my house this morning, while still in the process of waking up and procurring myself a much-needed cup of coffee, I heard a sound that one doesn't usually hear coming from the boiler room on our first floor. At first, I couldn't be sure it was coming from the downstairs, as my mother was upstairs in the process of getting a shower, so I stood at the top of the stairs to get a better listen. And then I heard it - the unmistakable sound of rushing water.
I am immediately awake, and after hastily setting down a small glass of orange juice I'd been finishing up, rushed down to investigate. Sure enough, I walk in, and the floor of the boiler room is covered in water, water spewing out of the pipes of the hot water heater. There was a visible amount of water covering the floor, and all of the items taking up residence in the boiler room were completely soaked.
I call my father down to see it as I rush upstairs to get my mother to shut off the water. We remove all that we can out of the boiler room to find that, thankfully, nothing appears to be significantly damaged (the greatest extent to the damage might have just been the cardboard boxes that held various blankets/tools/etc.). And then we proceed to mop up the water and clean up the floor. After a few more minutes, the problem is diagnosed: one of the pipes had 'fallen off' (the words of my father, not mine; I am by no means a technical-type who'd understand the ins and outs and terminology associated with pipes bursting), and with the help of a ladder and the force exerted in one hard push, the issue was resolved.
Thankfully, it appears that we do not have to replace anything (we just replaced the hot water heater this past Thanksgiving). I just have to wonder why in the world my family has such an affinity to floods. This is not the first time we've had water issues at home; my mother's also had a flood in her home. There have been at least three floods at the church (that I am aware of), and prior to that, the bookstore that my father and mother worked at had way too many floods for its own good.
Anyone know of a good ark?
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July 10, 2007
Why You Kick the Sheep on the Boat?
I was hoping to get rest last night. I was given permission to take the entire day off, but I came in for half-day's work, just so I could get caught up on all my emails. And that was more than enough time at work; by the end, I was ready for sleep. I went home, got myself unpacked, started working on laundry and did manage to get some rest that afternoon. I was all set to begin heading to bed around 8:30. But it was not to be.
We got a call from the church, saying that a pipe had burst similar to what happened last time. This time, the water pouring out was over the Mission's office, the men's bathroom, the back end of the hallway, the Children's office, and the Financial Assistant's office and the workroom. For those who don't know, the Financial Assistant's office is where the servers are kept. There had been talk of the damage being less this time then last time we had a flood here at the church, though I don't know who started that. The last time, there were only two major rooms in the path of the water damage, as well as some through the floor into the hallway below. This time there were twice as many rooms hit, and from the news we heard, it took them at least 10 minutes to get the water turned off, and they're not sure how long it was flooding before then.
Four out of the five members of my family (myself included) hopped into the car and made our way up to help sort things out/stop the water/start assessing the damage, as they were calling for 'all hands on deck.'
We ended up spending a little over 2 hours up at the church, picking our way through the back end of the main hallway, and trying to figure out what happened. Having the electricity off made it that much more interesting. By the end of said 2 hours, we'd managed to get all the fallen ceiling tiles picked up, and some of the major things that had been on the floor up and onto other various desks and counters in the effort of getting them dried out. There wasn't really anything else to do, as by then, the damage control people were out and on site and ready to start their job, which was turning the electricty back on and getting the generators going so we could have as many of those huge air dryers as possible blowing into all the areas that had major water damage.
This morning, we all came in not knowing what sort of state we'd be in today. We have no server, though we do have (sporadic) access to the Internet and our emails, so thankfully some work can get done. But all of our major projects/work are stored on the server. We don't have the ability to retrieve anything, as our back up system can only be accessed from the server (kind of silly, if you ask me), so what we absolutely have to get done, we have to wait on. There is no guarantee that we'll have the server at all this week. We've had someone from the computer company that we use out for most of the day looking at it, assessing the damage, and it (the server) is currently MIA - taken off site so they can get it assessed and/or fixed as quickly as possible.
Needless to say, the last 24 hours have been rather interesting. We didn't get home until around 11:30 and I didn't get to bed until close to midnight. So much for an attempt at getting rest. ;-) Hopefully tonight will be better. But on the good side, I did not wake up as early this morning as I did yesterday (5:45 seems like sleeping late when you wake up at 4:15). Work today has consisted of major clean up and moving things out of the rooms that were damaged into the hallway and up higher so everything can dry out. The hallway looks like a war zone. Everything that can be done on that has been done, and my job now has consisted of attempting to work on the church bulletin - I obviously can not access anything, as it was all on the server, but I am trying to recreate it as best as possible. If it can't be done that way, chances are that we won't have a bulletin this coming Sunday. We'll most likely have at least a hand-out with all the basics on it, but nothing other then that.
I also managed to get pictures on my camera, which I can hopefully get uploaded at some point. Wish us luck!
Oh, and to explain the title: The second week in Morocco, we had a Bible camp, and did skits for the stories that we told. The first day, we told the story of Noah's Ark. Jason played Noah, a few of us were the townspeople who laughed at him, and most of us were animals. We used one of our cars as the ark, and since there were nine of us that needed to get squeezed into the car, one of the girl's volunteered to be put in the trunk. She was the sheep and came on last. She played a sheep very well, not following the rest of the animals on board the ark, so Noah had to come after her, and ended up giving the sheep a good swift kick on its backside to encourage it to get in the ark as the rains were coming. After the story, we all went to our stations, and I was with Jason at the English station that day. During one of the half-hour slots, he had a kid sitting in his lap the entire time that said, "Why you kick the sheep in the boat? Did it bite you?" And that was all the kid said. And all Jason said in response was, "I had to because I needed to get it on the boat before the rains came. No, it didn't bite me." And that went on for an entire half-hour. After that group of kids left, he told me about it, and we had a good time of it, laughing and it became one of the many jokes from that week at camp. And it seemed fitting, considering we've had the flood reincarnate here in the last 24 hours. Besides which, I needed a smile and good laugh.
I miss Morocco.
We got a call from the church, saying that a pipe had burst similar to what happened last time. This time, the water pouring out was over the Mission's office, the men's bathroom, the back end of the hallway, the Children's office, and the Financial Assistant's office and the workroom. For those who don't know, the Financial Assistant's office is where the servers are kept. There had been talk of the damage being less this time then last time we had a flood here at the church, though I don't know who started that. The last time, there were only two major rooms in the path of the water damage, as well as some through the floor into the hallway below. This time there were twice as many rooms hit, and from the news we heard, it took them at least 10 minutes to get the water turned off, and they're not sure how long it was flooding before then.
Four out of the five members of my family (myself included) hopped into the car and made our way up to help sort things out/stop the water/start assessing the damage, as they were calling for 'all hands on deck.'
We ended up spending a little over 2 hours up at the church, picking our way through the back end of the main hallway, and trying to figure out what happened. Having the electricity off made it that much more interesting. By the end of said 2 hours, we'd managed to get all the fallen ceiling tiles picked up, and some of the major things that had been on the floor up and onto other various desks and counters in the effort of getting them dried out. There wasn't really anything else to do, as by then, the damage control people were out and on site and ready to start their job, which was turning the electricty back on and getting the generators going so we could have as many of those huge air dryers as possible blowing into all the areas that had major water damage.
This morning, we all came in not knowing what sort of state we'd be in today. We have no server, though we do have (sporadic) access to the Internet and our emails, so thankfully some work can get done. But all of our major projects/work are stored on the server. We don't have the ability to retrieve anything, as our back up system can only be accessed from the server (kind of silly, if you ask me), so what we absolutely have to get done, we have to wait on. There is no guarantee that we'll have the server at all this week. We've had someone from the computer company that we use out for most of the day looking at it, assessing the damage, and it (the server) is currently MIA - taken off site so they can get it assessed and/or fixed as quickly as possible.
Needless to say, the last 24 hours have been rather interesting. We didn't get home until around 11:30 and I didn't get to bed until close to midnight. So much for an attempt at getting rest. ;-) Hopefully tonight will be better. But on the good side, I did not wake up as early this morning as I did yesterday (5:45 seems like sleeping late when you wake up at 4:15). Work today has consisted of major clean up and moving things out of the rooms that were damaged into the hallway and up higher so everything can dry out. The hallway looks like a war zone. Everything that can be done on that has been done, and my job now has consisted of attempting to work on the church bulletin - I obviously can not access anything, as it was all on the server, but I am trying to recreate it as best as possible. If it can't be done that way, chances are that we won't have a bulletin this coming Sunday. We'll most likely have at least a hand-out with all the basics on it, but nothing other then that.
I also managed to get pictures on my camera, which I can hopefully get uploaded at some point. Wish us luck!
Oh, and to explain the title: The second week in Morocco, we had a Bible camp, and did skits for the stories that we told. The first day, we told the story of Noah's Ark. Jason played Noah, a few of us were the townspeople who laughed at him, and most of us were animals. We used one of our cars as the ark, and since there were nine of us that needed to get squeezed into the car, one of the girl's volunteered to be put in the trunk. She was the sheep and came on last. She played a sheep very well, not following the rest of the animals on board the ark, so Noah had to come after her, and ended up giving the sheep a good swift kick on its backside to encourage it to get in the ark as the rains were coming. After the story, we all went to our stations, and I was with Jason at the English station that day. During one of the half-hour slots, he had a kid sitting in his lap the entire time that said, "Why you kick the sheep in the boat? Did it bite you?" And that was all the kid said. And all Jason said in response was, "I had to because I needed to get it on the boat before the rains came. No, it didn't bite me." And that went on for an entire half-hour. After that group of kids left, he told me about it, and we had a good time of it, laughing and it became one of the many jokes from that week at camp. And it seemed fitting, considering we've had the flood reincarnate here in the last 24 hours. Besides which, I needed a smile and good laugh.
I miss Morocco.
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