Plumbing Time

There are a few things I hate doing. And I really mean HATE! One is working on vehicles, including lawnmowers. Two is electrical work (did you know while working on the kitchen I got zapped by an un-marked leg of a 240-volt line?!). Three is plumbing. Four is going under our house in the crawl space. That about sums it up. I have been doing tons of electrical since starting on the kitchen, and today I added plumbing. Not just regular plumbing either; it was moving the water and drain lines for the washing machine and installing an outdoor spigot, all done UNDER the house. It stinks to combine 2 huge dislikes! Oh, and did you know spiders like crawl spaces? Oh, boy do they love them! *shudder*

So, as soon as my hubby left for the day I got to work. He is the king of showers and I didn’t want him to be without his creature comforts (and i really wanted the toilets to be running by tonight), so I worked as fast as possible. The kids helped hand me tools and hold pipes while I cut them and were general go-for’s. It was going pretty well; I got the washer and dryer out of the way, laid a new panel of plywood for the new flooring (it is on the old porch part of the house and the floors are a little “off”), and cut the water off.  We cut the top of the pipes in the house, and then I trudged outside to get under the floor.

The crawl space under our house isn’t terrible by crawl-space standereds, but I really hated slithering in the 2-foot by 1.5-foot hole in the wall. Once inside barely any light could get past my body, but I got the reciprocating saw and a flashlight and went to work on the rest of the cuts I needed to move the pipes. I quickly decided I should have worn goggles and a swim suit as the water and the drain pipe sludge poured onto my face and body and the ground below me turned into a mud pit. Oh, the joys of plumbing.

Once everything was cut I realized I was short some joints and I didn’t own a hole cutter large enough to cut a hole for the drain pipe, so off we went to the hardware store. When we got home I got everything fitted together and waited a while to turn the water back on. With trepidation I ran from joint to joint checking for leaks and waiting for something to blow up and spew water all over, but everything held and we now have water again. I hate plumbing!

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About nigerianmeadows

I am a homeschooling mother of 2 autistic children and cook gluten-free, I homestead on 2.5 acre and raise goats and chickens for dairy and eggs, I garden, cook, quilt, and take photographs. I build, paint, scrub, and dance on tables. I am the ultimate WOMAN!!! Oh, yeah, and I like my husband a whole lot (he is the one that makes all this possible, and he loves me like no other!)
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One Response to Plumbing Time

  1. LindaG says:

    You are my heroine. I will not go under houses in crawl spaces. You are officially amazing.
    Here though, snakes also like crawl spaces. I love my hubby, but I can’t go under there.
    Congratulations to you!

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