Had a very localized disaster. Guess what happens when I moved over my last batch of stuff after moving for about two weeks?
Turns out the furnace was defective and resulted in a "lovely" experience called a puff back. I'm calling it minature volcano because that was my first reaction when I saw it. I called up the parents and told them a volcano had erupted in the new house.
First off when I was forced to turn off the defective furnace, a tank of killifish I had just moved over died when the temps dropped too low during the night. I delayed moving my third aquarium because of it until the last minute.
Nobody told me about what this is, I just found out about a week later browsing online to figure out how to clean it up. Now when the cleaning person goes over to check, I'm told don't stay there, it's toxic.
I will have professional cleaning people come over for about a week. Everything I own is covered with toxic goo and has to be cleaned. My life now revolves around the mini volcano.
( Sarcasm) Just how I wanted to spend my time after spending time moving and cleaning my apartment. Now all the other fish need to be moved out by Monday after they were moved about a week ago and I wasn't even finished setting them up in the first place.
I'm worried about stressing them out too much moving them around like this.
I am so furious that the last people didn't tell us about this problem because it's causing heaps of totally preventable problems.
In other news, I did get a chihuahua offer before Christmas. I told them it has to be postponed due to the moving issues and I'd wait until Jan.
I got the dog stuff, but of course now it has to be cleaned too. The crate I got was right near the epicenter of the disaster in the basement. Well, I was going to clean it anyhow because it was used so I had it sitting next to the sink down there. Now it's just a bit more toxic.
This ordeal is out of control so not much else I can do if they get impatient.
I'm seriously glad I was chihuahualess during this incident. I really don't know what might have happened, maybe I don't want to know because I'll just get more furious. At the very least , poor chi with blackened paws/legs possibly ingesting toxic furnace goo. Cleaning guy did look at my crate and I told them there was no dog yet, just the plans. I really wish I could go out a buy a geothermal heater because now I'm terrified of this happening to me again/.
Considering a law suit against the former house owners who didn't warn me about serious furnace problems before I moved in.
Last edited by Eclipsica; 01-08-2011 at 06:00 AM.