I spent the best part of the day replacing the heat tape under my house. This morning I woke to marginal water flow and instantly realized the heat tape wasn't working. Well....I've been here 4 1/2 years so I figure I got my due. Still, I'm aching from working upside-down under the house with my arms above me....It took 2 hours under the house in 15 degree weather to get to whithin 5 feet of the end of the pipe. They only make 30 foot lengths of heat tape. Just doesn't seem right to have to do such things at my age....can't see myself doing it again in 3 years but...Wally came by toward the end of the bulk of it. Still there was a good 5 feet that wasn't wrapped....it took quite a while and one more trip to the store to buy another 12 foot length to get the water going again at full force....Wally cooked some steak on the grill and we had that with some mashed potatoes and gravy while watching the rest of the Pats game. I think I'll count this adventure as my trip to church for this week. It's time to start writing notes for that book about the joys of living alone.
2 comments:
Well..... maybe you should just pray for someone to install your heat tape? I love Wally a little bit just for helping you.
Hey! We both wrote about plumbing!
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