For you gringos out there, agua is water in Spanish. Agua caliente is hot water. Which I have. The water is back on. I still have to use pliers to get it, though.
The landlord came, with the plumber. They got the “faucet” turned off. They turned the water back on. They told us to clean out the pantry closet, so they could go through the wall and remove the old hardware. They were going to buy the new hardware, and come back.
Guess what?
Good job! You’re right, everything from the pantry is stacked in my office. Except, of course, for the rice. The munchkin got hold of the coffee can full of rice, while Daddy and I were busy.
It looks like it snowed in here. And the vacuum bags were in that closet, now I can’t find them.
But it’s Saturday. Nothing can ruin that. Even though the landlord clearly isn’t coming back.