This weekend we were just going about our business. The Fuzz and His Sweetie had been to town for some quick gardening at the old place.
When they got back to their home in the woods, she began working on several loads of clothes for the washer. After about 3 loads, the trouble started.
His Sweetie had just started the 4th load, and was ready for a shower, when suddenly, there was no water! The Fuzz was a bit surprised. He had thought there was plenty of water in spite of the dry weather. So, he went out to the well to check things out. After a short wait, he cut the power back on, and was relieved to see water come from the spigot at the well. At this point, he assumed it was simply a matter of waiting for the well to fill back up. His Sweetie would have to get dressed and postpone her shower. So, they waited. And waited. Then that evening as it was growing dark, it was discovered that the toilet tank was not refilling. Now it seemed like there must be a different sort of problem. Leaping into action, The Fuzz donned his Trusty "head light" (A gift from His Sweetie) and headed out for some further investigation. It seems there was, in fact, a malfunction.
If you study the Pix above, you will notice at A, the contact points being screwed up. They should look like those at B.
By now it was too late to do anything about it, so the Fuzz's Sweetie (and that Fuzz himself) was forced to go to bed without that nice hot shower*.
This morning, The Fuzz called his boss man and explained that he wouldn't be coming in until He and His Sweetie had water again. No doubt he made it to the "Bad Boy List" for this, but it was necessary.
Well, he rode into town, and picked up a replacement pressure switch. He got it installed before the gully washer hit. And as can be seen here, there is running water once again.
And one last thing-
Here is a close up of our little friend who lives on our wonderful well.
*It should be pointed out that The Fuzz's Sweetie did resort to the old "Spit Bath" routine before retiring for the night.
2 comments:
At least it was something you could fix without a rain dance.
(saving that one flush is always unfun too.)
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