Our new water heater is heating like mad, a new water filter has been installed for its side of the house (covering the kitchen, washing machine, and water heater), and all the old stuff has been toted off. With what seems like amazing efficiency for a municipality, the inspector even arrived on the same day to sign off on the new installation! That would never have happened in Nashville. (Miss D. told me of one US city where a $20 bill had to be slipped to the scheduler just to make an appointment, and another $50 to the inspector to ensure that he filed the paperwork in a timely manner. She was rather vitriolic about it.) Even Curtis the neighbor’s kitten has gone back home, satisfied that he tormented the plumber to an adequate extent.
Our wallets are about $1,200 lighter, thanks to the extra parts and labor costs of installing the water filter and a few other bits and pieces, but the new installation should last us for a good few years, God and mother nature willing. It was an unplanned expenditure, of course, but we’re very thankful that we’d taken care to top up our “rainy day fund” as and when we could. It came in very handy this time!
We discovered an interesting fact about this house during the installation process. We have no idea where the water comes in! There’s a meter in the yard, but where the pipe runs between it and the foundation slab is anyone’s guess. We’ve narrowed it down to the bedroom side of the house, but that covers a multitude of
sins rooms. From the bathrooms there, it runs under (or through) the slab to the garage, where it splits into feed lines for the water heater, kitchen, an ice-maker in the fridge, and the washing machine (which is also in the garage). Rather than spend hours digging up the bedroom side of the house (in unpleasantly cold temperatures) looking for the pipe, the plumber recommended simply cutting out a square of sheet-rock in the corner of the garage, where the pipe splits, and installing the filter to cover all of those feed lines. We looked at our wallets, and agreed with alacrity.
My new cellphone is performing well. I had a little HTC unit, because I don’t use much in the way of apps on my phone. (In fact, I prefer to leave it on my desk when I’m wandering around. I see no reason why I should be tethered to it! That’s what voicemail and text messages are for.) It died last week, the same day that we discovered the water heater was leaking onto the garage floor. To replace it, I bought the cheapest Samsung they had at the store. It’s a low-end phone by modern standards, but it’s still a lot faster and more efficient than my old one. I’m enjoying it.
All right. Now to restore order to the garage by moving back all the stuff I had to shunt around, to make room for the plumber to get at the water heater! No peace for the wicked . . .