Pucky Freak
Well-known member
This too shall pass, my friend. FWIW, I think a year from now you’ll appreciate letting yard buck walk.
Last month I was reading my autistic twin 6-year-old boys a bedtime story when we hear an explosion. I finished the book and about 5 mins later I notice there’s no water pressure.
Go down to our fully-finished basement and it’s a lake - apparently the cheap water softener that came with the house was pressurized, and finally blew. I don’t even remember what the boys did after that - probably passed out in the living room hands and faces painted with Cheeto dust. I had installed new carpet in a bedroom a few weeks earlier, which I then tore up along with a bunch of other things to try and save them.
Anyways, quick fix the next day to reroute water main until I can install a new softener. Wife is on a cruise, I’m on staycation, and I can’t install the appliance and supervise the boys at the same time.
10 days later, basement is dry, carpets reinstalled, everything good…I even hired a babysitter so I could go bow hunt 1/2 a day, which I did, and shot my deer - best $100 I ever spent.
9 days later wife is back, water softener ordered, all is well. In the evening I’m home w/ the twins + my 1-year-old, doing baths while my wife is out. Go to rinse my hands and no water pressure again
Run downstairs and now there’s a lake twice as big as the last one. Baby gets thrown in the crib and cries himself to sleep, and the twins are off to fend for themselves again. Explosion had weakened a pipe fitting, which then failed.
So I’m frantically hand-pumping water to the nearest drain and tearing everything out from the last time, plus more. As I’m running back and forth to get stuff from the garage my twins are now out of the tub - still naked - and broke the TV by yanking the cord out, got the hotwheels track out to play, etc. I figure it won’t devolve to Lord of the Flies, since they at least get along with one another.
Pumping is done, move on to ShopVac. Maybe 45 mins later into this I feel a tap on my shoulder. Twin 1 (now in PJ’s) is screaming and crying hysterically “FIRE!!” to which he was correct.
Run upstairs and microwave is billowing smoke. No Cheetos in the house, so they decided to cook corn dogs. Now mind, neither has used a microwave ever in their life. Somehow Twin 2 got his cooked at 45 secs, and he’s standing next to the fire, bawling, while also continuing to dip his corn dog in ketchup and take bites.
Twin 1 cooked his for 45 mins, and it ended up like a blackened pork rind. I’m just opening up all the windows and doors, and my wife walks in with a puzzled look.
“Flood. Fire. Everyone’s OK.”
I’m confident I’ve watched enough DIY plumbing videos to tackle this install on Saturday, and still make it out to the gun range in the afternoon. Wish me luck!!
Last month I was reading my autistic twin 6-year-old boys a bedtime story when we hear an explosion. I finished the book and about 5 mins later I notice there’s no water pressure.
Go down to our fully-finished basement and it’s a lake - apparently the cheap water softener that came with the house was pressurized, and finally blew. I don’t even remember what the boys did after that - probably passed out in the living room hands and faces painted with Cheeto dust. I had installed new carpet in a bedroom a few weeks earlier, which I then tore up along with a bunch of other things to try and save them.
Anyways, quick fix the next day to reroute water main until I can install a new softener. Wife is on a cruise, I’m on staycation, and I can’t install the appliance and supervise the boys at the same time.
10 days later, basement is dry, carpets reinstalled, everything good…I even hired a babysitter so I could go bow hunt 1/2 a day, which I did, and shot my deer - best $100 I ever spent.
9 days later wife is back, water softener ordered, all is well. In the evening I’m home w/ the twins + my 1-year-old, doing baths while my wife is out. Go to rinse my hands and no water pressure again
Run downstairs and now there’s a lake twice as big as the last one. Baby gets thrown in the crib and cries himself to sleep, and the twins are off to fend for themselves again. Explosion had weakened a pipe fitting, which then failed.
So I’m frantically hand-pumping water to the nearest drain and tearing everything out from the last time, plus more. As I’m running back and forth to get stuff from the garage my twins are now out of the tub - still naked - and broke the TV by yanking the cord out, got the hotwheels track out to play, etc. I figure it won’t devolve to Lord of the Flies, since they at least get along with one another.
Pumping is done, move on to ShopVac. Maybe 45 mins later into this I feel a tap on my shoulder. Twin 1 (now in PJ’s) is screaming and crying hysterically “FIRE!!” to which he was correct.
Run upstairs and microwave is billowing smoke. No Cheetos in the house, so they decided to cook corn dogs. Now mind, neither has used a microwave ever in their life. Somehow Twin 2 got his cooked at 45 secs, and he’s standing next to the fire, bawling, while also continuing to dip his corn dog in ketchup and take bites.
Twin 1 cooked his for 45 mins, and it ended up like a blackened pork rind. I’m just opening up all the windows and doors, and my wife walks in with a puzzled look.
“Flood. Fire. Everyone’s OK.”
I’m confident I’ve watched enough DIY plumbing videos to tackle this install on Saturday, and still make it out to the gun range in the afternoon. Wish me luck!!
