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water is overrated

Thought the pipes were frozen. Harris crawled around the crawl space with a heater to unfreeze them. after about 40 minutes!!!! We had water.


Then a huge bang and water all over the yard.




Waiting for the plumber now.


Update 1 ...
Bill and I spent three hours digging this afternoon to try to find the pipe. First we found a capped off galvanized pipe (prolly gas or old water) then the cast iron sewer line, then I saw some green.


COPPER!


We dug more carefully around, turned the water back on and saw that it was leaking from the junction. Basically, where our copper piping connects to the city's galvanized is bad. Technically we should pitch a fit that the city has galvanized running to our house and have them change it out to copper. We'll do that at some point. Today, my heros over at Brown Brothers are going to put some compression fitting on the two pipes and join them back and then we'll have water again.


HUZZAH!


They are off to get the part now.

Update 2 ...

They got the part, but then, the battery on their fancy compression tool was dead, so we waited a while as the sun set to get the battery charged. They were able to schedule out some of the 23 people behind us in line for the plumber as the battery charged, and warm up. After they got the joint remade we had water!  I and one of the plumbers filled most of the hole back in while Harris took Madeline over to the Fun Zone. Best.shower.ever.

All day Sunday was just exhausted. Too much digging for me.  We went to brunch at Geer St and ran into a friend of ours coming from crossfit. She was showered, clean, and fit looking compared to my three layers of clothes schlubby self piling  bacon on my plate. She asked how things were and I was like, well, better today, yesterday I dug mud for three hours in the freezing weather because our main water pipe broke.  ended up with a hole four feet deep and about 5 feet wide. Good times.  I may look tired and out of shape, but I can dig with the best of them.

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  1. You dug a hole for three hours in the freezing weather? That must've been quite uncomfortable. But I can’t blame you; if I heard a huge bang and saw water everywhere, I would definitely do the same to know how large the damage is. How is it, btw?

    Michelle

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