And then I cried.
Jan 23
So much to say, so much to write about this move. There are leasing agents I’d like to string up by their evil toes, incidents with garbage men, and soapy basements – all stories worth telling. I insist on starting from the beginning though so, let’s just cover Day 1 today.
Moving day (Saturday) started with a bang, or rather a ralph – Joshua started puking from a high fever at 1am that morning. Needless to say, I was without sleep going into the big day. As 7am approached I was up and headed to Starbucks for caffeine reinforcement. Despite the sick baby I was in relatively good spirits and ready for the long day ahead.
Mostly the day went as expected, a few broken items, lots of muttering and cursing over bruised shins and dropped boxes. Everyone who showed up to help was fantastic and made the occasion better than it should have been. At the end of the day, with boxes everywhere and a mountain of unpacking and cleaning ahead of me like a looming mountain, I was spent. I had very little sleep the night before and had worked myself to the bone for about 16 straight hours. So, I bid my guests goodnight and retired to my new master bathroom where my jacuzzi tub awaited me. The jacuzzi tub that made me want to rent this house in the first place.
I ran the water, got in and took a deep breath. After 8 months without a bathtub, this was as close to Heaven as I could imagine. I decided that tonight was as good a night as any to try out the jacuzzi function and reached for the button. This is where things get kinda fuzzy and the emotional scarring begins.
Eyes closed, head resting, I reach for the button and depress it with ease. Joyously the tub fills with aerated bubbles and I sigh contentedly. Before said sigh had run its course, it was replaced with a shriek. Apparently the gentleman who rented this house before us, didn’t fancy himself to be a jacuzzi bath taker. You want to know how I know this? Because BLACK MOLD SHOT OUT OF THE JETS AND ALL OVER MY BODY! Let me re-iterate, BLACK SLIMEY CHUNKS OF MOLD ON MY BODY!
I jumped up and began draining the bathtub, while furiously trying to get the pieces off of me. As I sat on the edge of the tub, near tears, waiting for the gross water to drain all I could do was laugh. This had to be a joke. I mean after all of my hard work and lack of sleep, isn’t it just my luck that my naked body would end of covered in mold?
While it seems reasonable that I would just clean out the tub and run another bath, alas, there was no more hot water. Whoever added the master addition on installed a seriously insufficient water heater for the tub, so that was that. No hot water, no bath.
Sometimes I wonder why these things happen to me but then I am reminded, if they didn’t….what in the world would I write about on this webpage? Happy reading y’all!
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I feel your pain, Jen! I had the same experience when we moved to our new house and finally moved the hot tub over…which had been sitting unused for a couple months. It seemed like an eternity until the water was hot enough to get in. When I did, it was wonderful…until I turned on the jets! Uck. 400 gallons of uck. Good luck with getting settled, I hope you get a relaxing bath someday soon
I think that would send me over the edge. I have an issue with mold. I think I would have soaked the whole tub in clorox and then run the jets for about 3 hours before getting in there again.
You need to post some pics of the new pad before you take off to Texas this week. Also does this place have a name yet?
Oh man, I know that you have been looking forward to that!! How horrible!! Jet Tubs are not all they are cracked up to be!! Ours did the same thing when we just went a couple months with out using it. You can run bleach/water through it (I think I would do the 3 hours like Alison said) AND/or you can get a cleaner from Lowe’s and run it through (let it run for a long time). They say that you have to run it consistently or else this will happen
I hope everyone is feeling better!
You deserve a nice loooooong vacation someplace tropical and quiet….with clean Jacuzzi tubs in every room!! I am so sorry that happened to you. God has a weird sense of humor sometimes doesn’t He? Hopefully that NEVER happens to you again!