When it rains it pours. I’m in New York on business one week from the day we’re supposed to close on our new home, and Earl calls with concern in his voice. I sense it immediately.
“There’s a plumbing problem,” he says. “The builder went into the condo this morning and found water all over the place. It means they can’t lay the wood flooring because it will warp unless the water problem is solved. It means they can’t install the appliances in the kitchen until the flooring is installed.” It means . . . it means.
This is why I originally built a fudge factor of eleven days into my plans to move. This is why I’m saying let’s wait 24-48 hours before we get panicky. After all, maybe the leak is minor – not like the $3000 leak we had in another condo several years back – and can be repaired without upsetting the other installations. In this case, then, there’s no real damage done. And, if the damage is major, then this is why the added eleven days are there. ‘Fudge’ is a weak word for what those days can actually mean.
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