Today's Keyboard Smash
Nov. 27th, 2020 04:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
scrubjayspeaks"And how did you spend your Thanksgiving weekend?"
"Oh, you know, just diggin' ditches."
*sigh* We think there's a leaking pipe somewhere in the line that comes off the well storage tank. We're not sure where, though. So today, among other things of lesser exhaustion, I worked on digging down along one of the risers to determine exactly where the line runs. Got down over two feet and still haven't located the elbow at which the line runs back toward the tank. Did encounter an unsettling and almost supernatural quantity of huge roots apparently unattached to any plant in a thirty-mile radius.
This is the problem with buying property that was originally set up by people motivated entirely by cupidity--it's all built in the shittiest ways possible, using garbage material, along a layout clearly designed for secret infernal purposes a la the M25 in Good Omens. Why would the water lines run in places that make sense? Why would they have more than a single shut-off valve anywhere on the line? And those are just the human failings--I can't begin to account for the root situation, which really did start to feel a bit eerie and threatening.
I need to go back to work soon so I can get some rest.
"Oh, you know, just diggin' ditches."
*sigh* We think there's a leaking pipe somewhere in the line that comes off the well storage tank. We're not sure where, though. So today, among other things of lesser exhaustion, I worked on digging down along one of the risers to determine exactly where the line runs. Got down over two feet and still haven't located the elbow at which the line runs back toward the tank. Did encounter an unsettling and almost supernatural quantity of huge roots apparently unattached to any plant in a thirty-mile radius.
This is the problem with buying property that was originally set up by people motivated entirely by cupidity--it's all built in the shittiest ways possible, using garbage material, along a layout clearly designed for secret infernal purposes a la the M25 in Good Omens. Why would the water lines run in places that make sense? Why would they have more than a single shut-off valve anywhere on the line? And those are just the human failings--I can't begin to account for the root situation, which really did start to feel a bit eerie and threatening.
I need to go back to work soon so I can get some rest.
