I walked out into the carport this morning and saw a little water on the floor near the carport door. I wasn't really concerned, thinking it was condensation dripping from the humid weather and heavy dews we have had lately. Looked closer and wasn't convinced, so I went inside and looked at the hot water heater. Found a drip, a very small drip, coming from the lie that brins hot water to the house. Well, hell. Verdigris corrosion, that line was about to fail.
Belle is prepping for a cruise. She has an old friend, Sue, who recently won a cruise. Sue's husband didn't want to go. Belle knew Sue before she met me. Old friends. So, Belle is going on the cruise with Sue. Five days out of Galveston. They'll drive to Galveston on Friday, spend the night in a motel, then meet the boat Saturday morning.
I'm going to stay home and keep the dawg out of trouble. I have no motivation to go on a cruise of any kind.
I don't even like to say the word "plumbing". Can't live without it, never learned to like it. Maybe I'm done for this calendar year. Hope springs eternal.
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Or it is foreshadowing for interesting times in the future. ;>)
Is that there what you southern folk call "a copperhead"?
Lucky, AND observant. My house was built in 1988, copper tubing in/under the slab. Hot water feed got a pinhole leak that eroded the concrete, flooded the bedroom on the other side of the wall. $$$ to jackhammer and repair. ~1 year later same problem, different location. Had the place replumbed with PVC in the attic. All in all, a VERY expensive relationship with the plumber.
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