Erik tried to wash his car today. Emphasis on “tried”. The weather wasn’t half bad, so he got the bucket and the sponge and the soap and grabbed the hose. No pressure. Just a dribble. With the dribble, he tried to fill the bucket but it would just take too long. So he turned off the water and went inside to fill the bucket. When he got inside our basement suite, the whole floor was covered in water. Somehow, somewhere, something is broken, and the water came pouring in underneath the walls. I haven’t got a clue where. I only know I am sporting a nice headache now because I was on my knees, trying to suck up as much water as possible with old towels and eventually (genius!!!) the Spotbot. However, now we are faced with the a possibly huge repair bill and other troubles I don’t want to even think about right now.