So how did you spend today?

SeaCat

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How did you spend today?

I spent mine on my back in a pool of water.

Last night I crawled out of bed around midnight to use the Litter Box. As I was standing in the bathroom I could hear the sound of running water, and no it wasn't coming from me. It was coming from the open window.

I got dressed and headed out back with a flashlight. Sure enough when I looked under the trailer I saw water cascading down. In I went. (If you think this is fun you just haven't been under and older trailer.)I found the problem, we had blown the main water line at a coupling. It took me a while but I got the coupling off both sides of the break and I crawled back out, after putting in a temporary plug. (Thank god for flare fittings.)

This morning it was off to the hardware store for the parts I needed. Back under the trailer I go, right into the mud and the muck. Yes the Cat waas laying stretched out on his back in the mud with a total of 14 inches between the mud and the bottom of the trailer. I replaced the fittings and got the leak fixed.

Damn but owning your own place can be an adventure at times.

Cat

P.S. If you live in a trailer make sure to keep the skirting in good repair. Otherwise you never know what you'll crawl into when you go under there. (Ewwwwww)
 
SeaCat said:
P.S. If you live in a trailer make sure to keep the skirting in good repair. Otherwise you never know what you'll crawl into when you go under there. (Ewwwwww)

FYI, it doesn't matter how good a condition the skirting is in. There is always something distasteful to find under a trailer (or house with a crawlspace)

CD, the voice of experience (ie: former carpenter)
 
rgraham666 said:
:D You lead such an interesting life, Cat.

I honestly don't know how interesting it is.

I have lived in houses where the water line blew just like this one. The only difference then was I was able to work in a baasement and not in the mud. (Then again I didn't have to vacuum up the water this time.) (Not to mention in the house I could find a cut off valve so I didn't have to work with the water cascading down on me. :rolleyes: )

This morning when I crawled out from under the trailer my wife informed me she wished she had a camera. (No batteries in ours.) She said I looked like the Mod Monster. She must have meant it because she didn't allow me into the house. She dropped the Bamboo Blinds on the Patio then made me skin out there. Not that I didn't understand, I was covered in mud. Hell it took me a while to get the tools cleaned up.

Cat
 
cheerful_deviant said:
FYI, it doesn't matter how good a condition the skirting is in. There is always something distasteful to find under a trailer (or house with a crawlspace)

CD, the voice of experience (ie: former carpenter)

True but the skirting does usually keep out the larger animals. I think this may have been a gift from a Racoon who took up residence under there last fall. (At least it wasn't from a Skunk.) I was a bit aromatic when I finally crawled out from under.

The only good thing is, I didn't happen to see any Brown Recluse under there.

Cat
 
SeaCat said:
True but the skirting does usually keep out the larger animals. I think this may have been a gift from a Racoon who took up residence under there last fall. (At least it wasn't from a Skunk.) I was a bit aromatic when I finally crawled out from under.

The only good thing is, I didn't happen to see any Brown Recluse under there.

Cat

I found a black rat snake (about 4' long) under a house a few years ago. I know they're not poisonous but when you're staring them face to face in 12" of crawl space they look pretty scarry. I'm pretty sure I screamed like a 4 year old girl. :D

That's one thing New England has going for it, there's no really poisonous wildlife up here.
 
I did dished today, bought some new tupperware containers, had a silly fight with my husband and wrote a lot.

Somehow that doesn't sound nearly as interesting ;)
 
cheerful_deviant said:
I found a black rat snake (about 4' long) under a house a few years ago. I know they're not poisonous but when you're staring them face to face in 12" of crawl space they look pretty scarry. I'm pretty sure I screamed like a 4 year old girl. :D

That's one thing New England has going for it, there's no really poisonous wildlife up here.

Some of the most benign snakes will puff up and hiss up a storm to make themselves impressive. They can scare the crap out of you when you aren't expecting them. I'm sure the noises I would have made coming up on one would have been quite impressive and highly entertaining to anyone within earshot.

The funniest most entertaining thing I have ever heard was when my father crawled under his shed on Cape Cod looking for something. He startled two of our neighbors chickens which had escaped and were roosting under there. The flapping of wings, the cloud of feathers and their noises were nothing to compare to his unending string of invective in several languages as he reacted to their panicked attempts to escape.

Cat
 
Jeez, and I thought I had a bitch of a time when I unclogged the shower drain.
 
fieryjen said:
I did dished today, bought some new tupperware containers, had a silly fight with my husband and wrote a lot.

Somehow that doesn't sound nearly as interesting ;)

Now Jen,

I'm sure you have had those moments, today just didn't happen to have any of them. (Then again maybe it did and you don't classify it as one of those moments.)

Cat
 
Liar said:
Jeez, and I thought I had a bitch of a time when I unclogged the shower drain.

Never under estimate the power of the shower drain to shock and surprise. A friend of mine is a plumber. His stories of the things he has pulled out of shower drains is rather impressive. (Not to mention in many cases absolutely disgusting, there is just something about hair clogs that gets to me.)

Cat
 
When we snaked our drain the second time, along with all the tree roots we found condoms. Ewww. It wasn't us, we know not to flush condoms. :rolleyes:
 
I coughed and sneezed and blew my nose while watching porn or TV. Not as exciting, but in a good way, for not being such a good day. At least I didn't feel as cold when I went out for lunch as I did for dinner last night. I was wearing a hat and gloves in 38 degree weather, which usually just makes me double up my shirt and throw on a denim jacket. But I'm sick so I bundled up.

Ramble much, Goat Pig? ;)
 
carsonshepherd said:
When we snaked our drain the second time, along with all the tree roots we found condoms. Ewww. It wasn't us, we know not to flush condoms. :rolleyes:

LOLOL

You rest my case.

Have you ever seen what comes out of uncovered shower drains? It's amazing.

There is a guy on Cape Cod who works in the Septic Plant. They recently did a story on him. His co-workers gave him a hard time for years because he was willing to go into the treatment tanks when they had been drained down. What they didn't realize was he had recovered almost $500K worth of jewelry in ten years from the bottom of the tanks. When his co-workers found out about this there was a run of people who wanted to get in on the deal.

Cat
 
TheeGoatPig said:
I coughed and sneezed and blew my nose while watching porn or TV. Not as exciting, but in a good way, for not being such a good day. At least I didn't feel as cold when I went out for lunch as I did for dinner last night. I was wearing a hat and gloves in 38 degree weather, which usually just makes me double up my shirt and throw on a denim jacket. But I'm sick so I bundled up.

Ramble much, Goat Pig? ;)

Dude at 38 degrees this cat is hiding in a frozen hell. I live in Southern Florida.

Cat
 
SeaCat said:
Dude at 38 degrees this cat is hiding in a frozen hell. I live in Southern Florida.

Cat

But you are from new england. I'm sure you remember your younger days when you toughed out the cold like a superman, even if it wasn't all that good for you.
 
TheeGoatPig said:
But you are from new england. I'm sure you remember your younger days when you toughed out the cold like a superman, even if it wasn't all that good for you.

Oh but I do, which is why I live in Florida now.

Cat
 
My under-van adventure was Friday. Our main drain (shower and sink) had blocked up and was cascading out under the van instead of draining to the plum tree.
No raccoon leavings, but there was old sheep poop, and not so old chicken poop. The sheep from before the van was in place, the chicken from them using it as shelter from the heat.
Oh and there were burrs and prickles laid on. I love under van adventures - there's about a foot space, which is why I get the job - hubby can't fit.
 
Two blissful hours in bed tangling with a beautiful blonde.
Twelve hours of meetings and studies for school.
 
I've had days like that. Probably the most interesting was maybe fifteen years ago, the Wednesday afternoon before Thanksgiving. My father had convinced us that we needed to put fireproof wallboard on the ceiling of our basement, which is also the garage. So we had a guy in doing it -- he'd done windows and a porch enclosure for us before. I came home to find him standing rather folornly in the driveway -- and he wanted to know where the main shutoff valve for the water was. My wife, children and mother-in-law were out doing the final shopping for a dinner the next day that had about twenty people coming.

He had ruptured a water pipe just before the shutoff valve -- not much, but enough that it was spurting water right into the furnace controls. Not pretty. The chances of finding a plumber at that hour were about zero.

But -- I had a friend with a blowtorch -- I had some solder -- I had some experience fixing frozen pipes at my wife's families summer place -- and by the time the ladies returned home, the water was back on again. However, I was still in shock the next day -- actually, I was praying that the repair would hold long enough to get us through Thanksgiving dinner.

Today I did something really unusual -- my wife and I met my son for lunch at a local general aviation airport. What was unusual was that he flew down for the occassion -- solo -- in this tiny little plane no bigger than our canoe. When he didn't like where he had parked it, he just pushed it back a little -- it was that small. He's within a couple of hours of getting enough flight time in for his license -- and he's probably going to want to take his parents up for a spin! Help!
 
Well today I rolled out of bed at the lovely hour of 0500 and groaned. That's right I groaned. I was a hurting puppy.

When I looked into the mirror I could understand why. My chest and back are bruised and scraped to a wonderful degree.

You see to get under the trailer I was crawling through a hole in the skirting just large enough for me to get through. This skirting is rough rock. As I went through the skirting I had to twist sharply to the left just to get under there. I was crawling over the remains of a lot of broken rock to do this.

As the day progressed I noticed a nice rash coming up on my right forearm. (As well as my left hand and my belly.)

I'm paying for my fixing the water line but for me it's worth it, I have water pressure as well as hot water. I also didn't have to pay a plumber an incredible amount of money to do the repair work.

Cat
 
WRJames said:
I've had days like that. Probably the most interesting was maybe fifteen years ago, the Wednesday afternoon before Thanksgiving. My father had convinced us that we needed to put fireproof wallboard on the ceiling of our basement, which is also the garage. So we had a guy in doing it -- he'd done windows and a porch enclosure for us before. I came home to find him standing rather folornly in the driveway -- and he wanted to know where the main shutoff valve for the water was. My wife, children and mother-in-law were out doing the final shopping for a dinner the next day that had about twenty people coming.

He had ruptured a water pipe just before the shutoff valve -- not much, but enough that it was spurting water right into the furnace controls. Not pretty. The chances of finding a plumber at that hour were about zero.

But -- I had a friend with a blowtorch -- I had some solder -- I had some experience fixing frozen pipes at my wife's families summer place -- and by the time the ladies returned home, the water was back on again. However, I was still in shock the next day -- actually, I was praying that the repair would hold long enough to get us through Thanksgiving dinner.

Today I did something really unusual -- my wife and I met my son for lunch at a local general aviation airport. What was unusual was that he flew down for the occassion -- solo -- in this tiny little plane no bigger than our canoe. When he didn't like where he had parked it, he just pushed it back a little -- it was that small. He's within a couple of hours of getting enough flight time in for his license -- and he's probably going to want to take his parents up for a spin! Help!

Good job fixing that. I find that most plumbing repairs are fairly simple once you figure them out.

So what kind of plane does your son fly?

Cat
 
SeaCat said:
How did you spend today?

Nothing anywhere close to as exciting (or strenouous) as your day (Yesterday or today) -- just spent two hours with half a dozen kids at the bowling alley celebrating the younger granddaughters 10th birthday.
 
Weird Harold said:
Nothing anywhere close to as exciting (or strenouous) as your day (Yesterday or today) -- just spent two hours with half a dozen kids at the bowling alley celebrating the younger granddaughters 10th birthday.

Are you kidding me? That could be considered grounds for Justifiable Homicide.

Cat
 
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