This Has Been a Crazy Week
It all started on Monday. It seems my husband's plumbing and the toilet plumbing in the hall bathroom don't work well together. This resuts in gallons of hot water being carried into the bathroom to try to dissolve what won't go down and several attempts with the plumber's friend in brown water while I wait anxiously to see if that same water will overflow onto the floor (It didn't). Not fun. That took a large chunk of Monday before toilet was usable. I think they call that tool the plumber's friend because one often still has to call the plumber after using it.
The rest of Monday I was catching up with things around the house and trying to get a bit of writing in. I had made a black bean soup on Sunday, and the sink decided to clog, so we had done a bit of plumbing ourselves to unscrew the pipe that allows a clogged sink to drain to the outside. We finally got the stopper for that pipe unscrewed so we could use the sink again until a real plumber could come clear the pipes. Meanwhile, I have seen what appeared to be signs of water leaking from the irrigation system.
On Monday night we had a meeting. It was terribly boring and I wish I hadn't gone except for one small part of it. By the time we got home from that all I wanted to do was read.
Tuesday was the day we devoted to trying to address some of the issues. We called a plumber and a landscaper to come have a look at the plumbing and irrigation. As it turned out, my gardener came earlier that normal, so he was also there for the party. That's a good thing, since he has replaced some of the valves in the sprinkler system this year. It helps if everyone has all the people necessary there to get the information they need. My husband had gone home, instructing me to call him when the workmen had called to say they were on the way, and, of course, they didn't call until they were right around the corner, so they got here first. Everyone called during the few minutes I really was trying to hear something important on the radio.
I let everyone in and explained the sink problem to the plumber and the leak problem to the landscaper. The landscaper talked to the gardener. My husband finally arrived to join the conference. Everyone communicated. The plumber checked for leaks at the meter, and it was determined that the non-functional water softener I haven't known how to turn off since we stopped filling it with salt years ago is the problem causing too much water to be used, and once that was taken care of, the meter stopped running and it was determined that nothing else was leaking after the plumber and his son checked everything that uses water.
I conferred with my gardener and landscaper about where I can grow veggies in the back yard and what to do about irrigation for it. We all decided not to do anything about irrigation problems until spring, since by then things would probably break down again anyway. We determined who could do what come spring.
Meanwhile, my husband and the plumber started talking about something they were both interested in and Hubby was following the plumber everywhere he went to continue the conversation. They continued to talk after the plumber finished the work. So the sink drain was cleared and everything was reassembled. We solved the leak problem. But the toilet still needed to be replaced. I put that on our list for Wednesday. Whoopee! The plumber had given Hubby the name of a local source for the toilet brand he wanted. The plan was to go get it locally and then stop on the way home to pick up a prescription at Walmart.
As they say, the best laid plans of mice and men.... don't always pan out. The local source said he had nothing to show us, since the showroom was in San Luis Obispo, half an hour away. We would need to know exactly what we wanted and then it could be ordered and sent to the local store. So off we went and there went the rest of the day shopping . We shopped for the toilet and other bathroom fixtures I'd like to have in before my surgery to make the shower more functional and replace the bathroom faucets. I had neglected to mention that the stopper dropped in one of the bathroom sinks while I was cleaning it, and I couldn't get it up to let water drain. Seems everything in this house related to plumbing is coming to the end of its life at once.
All we bought was the toilet , which is most important now. We looked at bathroom fixtures in two different stores, but I didn't want to buy them until the plumber assures me they will work as replacements and fit the current plumbing. By 2:30 I was starving, so we ate lunch before going home. We still had to stop at the other house to get something and make another stop at the pharamacy. We got home about six and had to be at a meeting by seven. When I got home all I wanted to do was read the book I'd started while waiting for things to happen.
Thursday (yesterday) I finally had time to cook Hubby's beef patties for the new week and do a couple of computer things, like answering comments here on Persona Paper. I then had to go to the other house to print out something from the realtor so Hubby could work on it and send it in to her. I finished my book while waiting for the computer to do maintenance things. Then I started loading more of my photos onto a flash drive so I would have them here during my confinement after surgery. I got home after eleven. Then I worked until almost three starting to organize my photo files better.
Meanwhile, the plumber will be here soon to install the toilet and consult with us about the other bathroom fixtures. Into this mix Hubby wanted to bring the neighbor who cleans for us. (Really? While the toilet is being installed?) I put my foot down. I need to get a few things done today and don't want to supervise the cleaner on top of everything else. I'm off to have a snack and find some paperwork before the plumber gets here. He'll need it. I hope tomorrow will be less hectic, but I doubt it.
Oh, yes. In case you're wondering about the book I was reading , it was The Beekeeper's Apprentice by Laurie R. King. It was a novel featuring Sherlock Holmes and Mary Russell. It was quite different than most mystery novels I read.
Image Credit » I took the photo