Wendy B.
11/04/2019 12:00:00 SA
Fye! Owning an old house means we must be prepared to slay dragons. As I started writing this review, I had been without natural gas to my house for over 2 weeks. It's Fall. The weather had turned a bit chilly at night and I had to take a hot shower at my daughters house if I wanted human contact. My stove, clothes dryer, and heater were beginning to think I didn't trust them anymore. Gas, all of them. All because I panicked after receiving a gas bill that exceeded $160 for one month and called the gas company. They immediately came out and confirmed there definitely was a leak and unceremoniously cut me off. I guess I should have thanked them for not letting me blow up the house. But no, I whined. I found myself playing a mini version of a spoiled pioneer woman. Roughing it.
My very dependable, local plumber (not Galaxy) came out immediately and repaired an obviously glaringly rotten gas line leading to our water heater. But when it came time to turn the gas back on, the gas company inspector gave me the bad news: the pressure tests still failed. Three more leak repairs later, we had to admit our historic,107 year old house was in dire need of a complete re-piping of the ancient gas lines running under the house. There was enough crawl space for a midget. Only they can truly know what a nightmare that was. Ugh.
Ok. So what else could go wrong? We got the great news that they couldn't start yet. Any house built before 1980 required lab tests done for asbestos and lead paint. This was because they would be tearing into my interior walls. Oh yeah, and by the way, that will cost a half a grand just for that. We, thankfully, passed with flying colors.
Next came the permit and ordering of the necessary parts. Our plumber guy finally admitted he was having problems pulling the city permit. Not sure why. It was at this point, he referred us to Galaxy (which I had no clue about). To my relief, I found that Yelpers had great confidence in Galaxy.
The Galaxy entourage arrived at 8 am the very next day, exactly as promised. Whoa! Three workers from Galaxy, plus the owner and the lead plumber from the first plumbing business. They started with the obligatory passing of the torch ritual and then rolled up their sleeves in a plumber-ly sort of way and got straight to work.
After a full day of working with intense focus, finally they ceremoniously turned on my gas. These guys knew they were my heroes. They even cleaned up after themselves. And it was properly permitted.
Oh hot water, I heart you!
On Day #17, our city inspector gave us a clean bill of health. While this was a painful sequence of events, Galaxy has soothed my soul. I really need to thank my original plumber in Corona for making this referral.