The Departure of the Plumbing

Yesterday morning, early, the plumber arrived to cap all the existing plumbing. Poor Mr. Bo had to be confined to the front bedroom--right next to all the thumping and banging--while I went off to work.



And they weren't kidding. All the plumbing is now stacked in the big bathroom, leaving a scary looking hole where the tub used to be.


With no running water(except the backyard hose) it was clearly time to get out of town. Two carloads later (with more to go...I am not travelling light) we were ensconced in Trish's apartment. Mr. Bo took it better than I did and promptly explored every nook and cranny while I took two Advil and went to bed!