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Water Heater Woes

Okay, obviously I am jinxed or something. About an hour ago, our neighbor came over to alert me to the fact that our water heater (attached to the back of the house and contained in a small metal shed to protect it from the elements) was flooding our yard, their yard, and a fairly resentful family of hyperactive squirrels. (Wait ... is there such a thing as a squirrel that isn't hyperactive? I mean, besides the dead ones. But I digress.)

I tried to shut off the water to stem the tide, only to find that, at 5'1", I am ill-suited to reaching the valve on top of a 50-gallon water heater. I made 5 or 6 tries at it, but no go. Got my white Oscar Wilde t-shirt thoroughly drenched, though, by repeatedly pressing myself snugly up against the waterfalling water heater ... so at least I put on a show for the neighbors.

Upon phoning our usual plumber I was informed that they would not be able to send someone out to fix it until Monday.


Luckily, the hubby's job is flexible enough that he was able to race home to shut off the water. (Damn! I hate being short at times like this!) And upon making a couple more phone calls, I found a plumber who will be able to come out tonight. So it looks like we won't actually be facing a holiday weekend with no hot water.

Of course, now we have to wait for the plumber to arrive ... and see if this metal shed is easily dismantled (in the dark, since we have no lights in the backyard) to install a new water heater. Oh joy.


( 3 comments — Leave a comment )
Nov. 27th, 2002 04:47 pm (UTC)
Well at least
you have experienced the waterfall outdoor shower method. Perhaps this will catch on.

Hope the plumber has been eating carrots are his life!
Nov. 27th, 2002 10:17 pm (UTC)
Re: Well at least
you have experienced the waterfall outdoor shower method

I somehow always pictured it being a lot more romantic ... like on some deserted tropical island or something. Squirming into a humid metal shed while reaching for the turn-off valve just wasn't nearly as atmospheric.

Hope the plumber has been eating carrots are his life!

Apparently not. Our Water Heater of Doom sent him scurrying away with his little plumber's tail tucked between his legs, promising to return tomorrow morning with reinforcements. Hm. Mixed metaphor. *shrug*
Nov. 27th, 2002 10:28 pm (UTC)
I would think
it best to get a plumber with fins rather than a tail.
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