will go down in infamy in the Woodward household. Because week 15 was the week in which all hell broke lose.
Backstory: Ryan and brother bear were putting in a fence last week, and there was a bit of an accident. Here’s how it went down.
Friday, Nov. 12
4:32 p.m. –
I receive a call at work as I’m walking out the door.
Ryan: “Kim…. We busted a gas line.”
Kim: “WHAT? What happened? Are you okay?”
Ryan: “Yeah… but the fire and police are here. I just wanted you to know. I’d better go.”
Ummm…… yeah. What would you have done if you got that call? I raced to my car and headed directly to the house. Freaking out would be an understatement.
4:48 p.m. –
I pull up the hill in our new neighborhood and see lights flashing. Lots of lights flashing. In all, there were:
4 fire trucks (with at least 10 firemen)
6 cops with police cars
8 energy folks with a few emergency vehicles
4 square blocks blocked off by fire trucks and caution tape
6 neighbors evacuated
No husband in sight. As I walk to the house, there is a group of neighbors out chatting and generally being nosy. (You know how that goes.) They didn’t see me coming, and I overheard one neighbor say loudly, “Yeah, so much for that guy making any money. (Laugh.) Because it’s a $10,000 fine for breaking a gas line.”
Let’s just say it’s a good thing I had some other things on my mind besides knocking him into next week. When he saw me, he shut up really quick. He doesn’t know us AT ALL, and he has the gall to talk about us when we have something terrible happen?
Keep walking. Stone faced.
When I get right up to the house, a fireman tries to shoo me away. But I tell him this is my house and I’m looking for my husband.
The fire chief approaches me and tells me that he hasn’t seen anyone at the house since he got there. I tell him that Ryan most certainly is there because he called to tell me what happened. So, I call Ryan up. Turns out that another fireman shooed brother bear and Ryan away into an alley a block away. I tell him that he should come back.
Luckily for us, the fire chief was an amazing guy. So kind and helpful. We filled out all the forms we needed to and the whole light show continued for another hour or so, while the energy guys got the gas line crimped.
It was about this point that I turned to Ryan and said, “I wish I had my camera.” The husband didn’t seem to enjoy that. But the first thing that my dad asked was, “Did you get any pictures?” So, clearly people expect it of me. I know you all expect it, too. Don’t lie.
The fire trucks and police leave and the folks from the gas and electric company work on fixing everything. The guys who were working were also wonderful. They put our minds at ease and took care of it all.
Thank goodness we called Julie before we dug (as is required.) They had come out and marked out the gas and electric lines before we built the fence. It was just an accident. When they were using the auger on the last post, they were they hit a gas line that wasn’t quite marked correctly. We don’t really know what happened but the gas and electric guys think some rock and cement bumped the line and broke it.
When Ryan and brother bear hit it, they said it immediately began hissing. After a few seconds in shock, they decided to take off running – and then called 9-1-1. It turned out to be a 1 1/2 inch gas line.
Since we had called the company before digging, we won’t have any fines.
Take THAT, neighbor dude.
We went out for Mexican and a drink after all those two hours of chaos. We deserved it, don’t you think?
Oh yeah, and did I mention I got in a car accident this week?
(I understand this has nothing to do with the house, but I’m just so sad about my car. And you know how everything just seems to run together?)
But, let’s move on to the good things, okay. Because I don’t want to think about the bad anymore.
After nearly blowing up the neighborhood (I jest), Ryan and brother bear made it their mission to work more on the fence. It’s nearly done by now, but you won’t see the full reveal until next week since it seems to get dark at 1 in the afternoon around here. It’s great that they were able to get it done prior to the ground freezing solid.
We decided to go with a four-foot shadowbox fence. I didn’t want anything too tall, but I wanted something that left less space for the dogs to see through.
Our current fence is picket-style and the dogs bark too much at walkers. We hoped that by putting in the shadowbox style, they may be able to ignore what’s going on outside the fence. We’ll see.
We used pressure treated boards and six-inch dog-eared pickets.
Here’s how it approaches the front porch. It’s a bit less than 4 feet here because we chose to make all the boards level at the top. So, it’s four feet at the street side and it adjusts from there.
Here’s the side street, before the inside pickets.
I am really pleased with how it’s shaping up.
And, our new furnace and air are installed.
It took a little longer than expected, but the heat works and it’s nice to have a house that is warmer than 50 degrees.
And having vents instead of radiators frees up lots of space in the rooms.
I love that.
Have you ever caused neighborhood evacuations, or are we on our own? We’re all ears.
House list updated here.