I just lost an hour to a plumber who is going to have to come back another day. Why? Because I wasn’t told he was coming, and so the stuff in storage in front of the main water shut-off wasn’t moved. I can’t move it; there’s too much of it and it’s too heavy. I tried. We weren’t told someone was coming by today, or HRH would have cleared a path last night. The landlord did say he’d call the plumber when he stopped by on Saturday to look at the damage but that was the last we heard of it. The plumber was lucky he came during the three hours I was home today. It would have been even more pointed if I hadn’t been home.

It’s a stupid little twenty-minute job. The pipe to the tap outside in the back cracked over the winter. When it was turned on last weekend it leaked into the downstairs apartment. The plumber said he just needs to install a new faucet and pipe leading to it, but of course he needs to turn the water off to do it. And the water shut-off is in our part of the building, not the downstairs neighbour’s. I wonder if he told her the plumber was coming instead of us, assuming her place was probably where the plumber would have to work?

Grr.

I’m off to pick up the boy.