Spring Break 2: Electric Boogaloo
House-sitter's log. Day 4... 3/26/09
Right now, a burly man wearing a stocking cap is outside the window. He's checking out the well. Yeah, this place is so far from civilization that we must extract our water from the earth, rather than purchase it from a public utility.
The dogs are certain he is here to kill me and steal their kibble.
Monday night, with no warning, water just stopped coming from the faucets. Matt got up to pee during a crucial World of Warcraft raid, and the toilet was empty and unflushable.
This is bad. You DO NOT make Matt deal with stuff in the middle of a raid. Nor do you get in the way of his bathroom habits. But... BOTH? Bad, bad juju.
None of the sinks had any water, either. This lasted for maybe an hour and a half. When the water started flowing again, it was filthy and rusty.
Tuesday morning, we awoke to more filthy water and a mine field of cat barf. Our relationship is a true partnership based on equality; we sprang into action to share the workload and tackle the crises.
A plumber came and checked it out, and found nothing wrong with the pumps or anything inside the house/basement. The water level in the well outside, however, looked very low. That's a job for a different specialist. Thank you, that'll be $93 please.
Today, the water is clean and flowing. The well guy found nothing wrong with the well. I don't know what his hourly rate is. Or how long the water will last.
Right now, a burly man wearing a stocking cap is outside the window. He's checking out the well. Yeah, this place is so far from civilization that we must extract our water from the earth, rather than purchase it from a public utility.
The dogs are certain he is here to kill me and steal their kibble.
Monday night, with no warning, water just stopped coming from the faucets. Matt got up to pee during a crucial World of Warcraft raid, and the toilet was empty and unflushable.
This is bad. You DO NOT make Matt deal with stuff in the middle of a raid. Nor do you get in the way of his bathroom habits. But... BOTH? Bad, bad juju.
None of the sinks had any water, either. This lasted for maybe an hour and a half. When the water started flowing again, it was filthy and rusty.
Tuesday morning, we awoke to more filthy water and a mine field of cat barf. Our relationship is a true partnership based on equality; we sprang into action to share the workload and tackle the crises.
Matt: OK, I'll call the plumber, and you can clean up the cat barf.
A plumber came and checked it out, and found nothing wrong with the pumps or anything inside the house/basement. The water level in the well outside, however, looked very low. That's a job for a different specialist. Thank you, that'll be $93 please.
Today, the water is clean and flowing. The well guy found nothing wrong with the well. I don't know what his hourly rate is. Or how long the water will last.
When I see discolored water like that, I instantly think- THE DEVIL! Didn't the water change color in The Amityville Horror House?
If flies show up tomorrow--GET OUT!
And take the cute dog and pretty chickens with you!
When the toilet starts flushing blood, I am out of here.