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Drip drip drip [Feb. 12th, 2005|12:40 pm]
We came home from Gin & Coffee last night to find a small puddle near the door. Leaky heater, oh boy!

I was going to just let to go till this morning, but when I discovered that the drip would fill a 9x13 cake pan to overflowing in little more than an hour, I decided to give the emergency maintenance number a call. Turns out she couldn't really do much more than talk me through attempting to close the shutoff valve -- unsuccessfully, because it's kinda broken -- (I mean, she would have come over and done it, but I own tools and I was there dealing with it already, so it was easier to just do it myself) and send the landlord over this morning.

So I emptied a number of pans of tepid water last night and this morning, and he came over and tinkered with it. The "zone valve" (whatever that is) was leaking, and he fixed that, so it's not leaking any more, but the shutoff valve is also very broken, and now that's leaking a tiny bit.

Which means that Monday (when the real plumber guy is available), they'll have to shut off the heat to the whole building and go into all the apartments to drain the water so they can replace both (very broken) shutoff valves in our apartment. (Thankfully, it's plenty warm and our apartment is well insulated.)

There are times when I really appreciate living in a place where maintenance issues are someone else's problem...

[User Picture]From: drdeleto
2005-02-12 09:02 pm (UTC)

The joys of home ownership...

Yeah, if you want a contrasting view, you could be where we were on Monday: Turns out that last week our water heater had done its best impression of the towering inferno, showering our laundry room with black ash (burnt insulation, it turns out). Took us awhile to figure out where exactly it came from, and then we called the fire department. A guy came out, looked at it, and promptly determined that the thing was unfit for use. So a normal day turned into a $400 expenditure at Home Depot, a desperate plea for help from my brother, and four hours of after-work plumbing. In the end, we have a much better (and non-exploding) water heater. But, yeah, sure would be comforting to be able to call a plumber for free....

Hope things work out over there.
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[User Picture]From: k8cre8
2005-02-14 10:26 am (UTC)

Re: The joys of home ownership...

It might be time to reflect on whether or not Rosemary's appreciation of disater films is a contributing factor. (You can't call anything a Towering Inferno without invoking the disaster film with that title.) Did you have Robert Wagner? Steve McQueen? William Holden? Fred Astaire? Faye Dunaway? NO? Then it was a poor impression of a towering inferno. All I'm saying.

'Course any attempted impression is really bad. Sorry about your water heater. I'm overdue for my sewer line cleaning, which I'll need to schedule some day, probably after tax return monies come in. That reminds me. I need to do my taxes.
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[User Picture]From: drdeleto
2005-02-14 10:33 am (UTC)

Re: The joys of home ownership...

Yeah, admittedly, my water heater's best impression was pretty poor and lacking in star power. A water heater works with what a water heater's got. I'd tell it not to quit its day job but, uh, it's kinda too late.
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[User Picture]From: thedragonweaver
2005-02-14 12:39 pm (UTC)

Re: The joys of home ownership...

I am again reminded of Rob's home church, and of the furnace explosion in the 80s that covered everything with a layer of soot, and of the fire in 2001 (yes, well after our wedding) that likewise deposited ash everywhere, and of the dubious wisdom of naming a church St. Helen's.
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