Hmmm – the commercial says it happens when you get older, and now I know where that simile comes from first hand!! Most of our underground plumbing is probably as old as our house, which we’ve estimated to be around 75 years. SOOOO – the pipes have sprung some leaks. PERFECT. Travis replaced some himself when he started the garden beds; that was a matter of making things more convenient and stopping a potential problem, as we had no leaks then. The newest trouble started when he was trying to pull the massive roots out of our yard. Apparently some were tangled with the ancient, rusting, unforgiving pipes and when they were tugged – the pipes cracked! No plumber will repair them because of the awful state they are in and the inability to guarantee the work from future leaks; we’ll have to REPLACE THEM ALL. Well – that certainly wasn’t what we had planned for our summer vacation money, but water is essential so that takes top priority. In the meantime, Travis has once again come to the rescue by temporarily rerouting the pipes around the main leak or we would perhaps still be without water waiting on the plumbers. There is still a small leak on the other side that was discovered as he dug to uncover the lines. No telling how many other small ones are under there just waiting to be found ::sigh:: And while we wait for the plumbers to return our calls with the estimate for the work we are developing our own personal moat in the back yard! I’ve always wanted to go to the Renaissance Festival but have never had the desire to be a part of the show myself! Contractors, hmph!
Thursday, May 1, 2008
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Oh NO!!! What about the pipes within the house itself? Are they okay or will you have to replace them, too?
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