So, after owning a house, I have miraculously turned into a
plumber of the house. I don’t do major plumbing work. But when it comes to
small little fixes, I have been having great lucks. I seemed to be able to fix
up small plumbing problems for the past year.

We had a plumber over to our house one day (this project is
too big for me), he got one part of the basement sink leakage fixed. But since
then, we’ve been feeling something different about the water pressure.

On Wednesday night, I went downstairs, right before I went
to bed to check on the main valve to see if it has been turned all the way on.

Blurry memory…blurry memory…it’s turned
on…blurry…I better turn off and on again to make sure…blurry…no, don’t wanna
mess with that…the filter on the ice-maker might pop open (that happened
before) and flood the kitchen (exactly what happened)…blurry…I?ll just
leave it alone?blurry?went to bed.

Cut to the next morning.

?We have no water!?

Jumping out of bed, I mumbled to Bruce that I have gone
downstairs last night to check on the 
main valve. But I could have sworn that I didn?t even turn the valve at
all.

I was very certain that I left the valve unturned. But I
went downstairs anyway to check on the valve, it?s turned all the way?oop?to
off. I turned it back on, hearing the water flowing back into the pipe. I
quickly went to the intercom and told Bruce that the water is back. Embarrassed
and confused.

The next thing that came into my head was, ?if this happens
again, the next day, I?m going to be really scared.?

But it didn?t. It was all the midnight plumber?s fault. And
I?m relieved. There?s no ?basement monster.?