It turns out that Joshua and I are prone to leaving destruction in our wake in the form of leaks.
Yesterday I received a phone call saying someone needed to get down to our storage unit ASAP to see where a leak was coming from. Joshua went down, and apparently a glycol line had burst in our unit and was leaking in to the neighboring units and the floors below. Not cool right? Yeah, our mattress and bed frame were both ruined. All in all it could have been way worse. We were pretty lucky and we are getting four months of free rent.
However, this is not the first time destruction has struck. We were staying in a fancy hotel in Portland and the water pipes on the top floor burst. Guess where? Right outside our hotel room, which flooded our room. Basically it was just a minor inconvenience for us, they replaced the very few things that were ruined and moved us to a dry room.
I think if a third distaster decides to strike us like this, I am going to start worrying.
