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Tuesday Time to Tackle: Indoor Plumbing (Please!)

I'm writing this on Monday, fully hoping that if I write it, it will come.  Last Wednesday, we called a plumber after noticing that our front yard had a spring flowing through it.  We live in the desert, so running water normally calls for celebration.  Not this time.

The plumbers came and decided (after extensive sleuthing work, "pruning" of shrubs, and some jackhammering), that the easy fix would be to reroute the pipes.



By then it was Thursday.  They left that afternoon, telling us that we could turn on the water to the house for very brief periods of time, but that every time we would use water, the trenches would fill up with water.  They just needed the trenches to be dry in order for them to continue the work. 

Guess what unlikely, usually welcome weather we had on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday?  Oh, yes, we were singing in the rain, but we were singing the blues. 

Monday dawned dry, though, and we resisted the urge to have running water.  The plumbers arrived by mid-day and started working.  I am hoping by the time this posts, I will again be enjoying all the modern-day conveniences running water affords.
Thanks for the ease of our modern lifestyle, and for being prepared for emergencies.


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  1. Oh no! I hope they have it all fixed and you have running water once again. Isn't is amazing how we don't realize how much we take things for granted until they don't work?

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  2. Oh, I'm so sorry but I feel your pain. Remember my broken pipe/sink hole story http://dogwoodlanerambles.blogspot.com/2012/08/how-to-find-broken-water-pipe-country.html? Soon all will be well again and hopefully you won't be too light in the wallet.

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  3. Wow, your pipes aren't buried very deep. Glad you got the problem diagnosed and fixed fairly quickly.

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  4. Oh no! I am sorry. Hope it's back up & running. I am grateful for running water & plungers. :)

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  5. I can handle a lot of unpleasant situations, but that many days without water would break me, I have no doubt. I really hope that situation is fixed by the time you read this!

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  6. It is so terrible to be without running water! I hope it's all fixed quickly.

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  7. Clever comment about your water problem! I live in rural northwestern Arizona. During the deep freeze two weeks ago our water was frozen for three days. No outside leaks or broken pipes like many of my neighbors. We are having a very wet winter and I am hoping for lots of wildflowers this spring!

    You have a great blog. I enjoyed my visit.

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  8. I forgot to add I hope your water is available again. That`s a lot of extensive work in your yard.

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  9. A good example of "you don't know what you have until it's gone"... Plumbing is one of those things we take for granted... Having lived through my share of renovations and being without plumbing because of them, I sworn I would rather move in to my parents house for a while than having to deal with thát again...
    Hope by now it's all fixed again and you can enjoy the modern marvels of freely using that beauty that is indoor plumbing!!

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  10. Good morning nighbor. Sorry about your plumbing issues. Been there. Watter line broke. It was awful. Hope things get better soon.

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