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Friday, November 3, 2017

More fun and games



So I'm doing a bit of laundry early in the morning and the “no water” alarm goes off on the washing machine. I run down the basement. The water pressure gauge shows almost zero pressure, but the pump is running full blast. I kill the breaker so the pump doesn't burn out, grab my tools and head down the well.

I always double clamp black plastic pipe connections. One good clamp should be enough, but I never trust them. Except, of course, when the second clamp breaks and I don't have a spare on me. Just this one time I should be able to get away with one, right? Wrong. The connection came loose, causing the pump to run nonstop, making a small whirlpool in the well. Now it's double clamped.

The pump churned up the water enough that it kicked silt up from the bottom. As soon as the pump came back on-line, it plugged the water filter. Should have let it settle, but my washing machine kicked back on soon as it had water again. Don't you just love those new computer driven washers? Good thing I keep spare filters handy.

Since it was raining, my lovely wife and I thought it would be a good day to run errands in town. That went pretty well, except it was almost impossible to find a replacement pick handle. Everyone could sell me a whole new pick, but finding just a handle was nearly impossible. Finally, the kid from one of the hardware stores was able to dig one up for me. Now I'll be able to finish the last little bit of water line trench.

During the height of the storm we discovered a small roof leak. Years ago I had a small section of the roof get damaged and now the repair let go. Apparently I wasn't the only only with a leak. Every store was out of the good patch material. I wasn't going to use the cheap stuff again, as that's what just failed.

Just another day taking care of the homestead.

-Sixbears

8 comments:

  1. Like the old saying goes, "when it rains, it pours." (Please overlook the pun.)

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  2. At least you got lucky on the pick handle.

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    1. Indeed. Such a simple thing, yet almost nobody carried it. They are all happy to sell complete new ones, however.

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  3. Ah, the joys of home ownership.

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    1. The fun never ends. At least I am not bored.

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  4. It IS just another day on the homestead. I told my wife the other day, if we had just one solid day where something didn't break, blow off, burn out, blow up, fall apart, or leak, I'd probably have a stroke and die of shock.

    You can tell you're a country man just by the way you take all this in stride. It's just part of having to do every thing yourself...

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    1. Stuff happens. If you are like me, you are the only one who really knows how everything works and you have to do the job yourself.

      When I had house sitters one winter I wrote a good sized manual on how everything works. They also had my cell phone number. They were really handy people so it worked out.

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