Apparently, our old home (from here out, identified as Shannon) is fighting the inevitable. It must know that we will soon be dropping it for a hot, younger piece. Shannon decided that we didn't need water last weekend.
On top of the ceiling damage (that I caused); We had the well pump, foot valve and pitless adapter fail on Friday. The pitless adapter caused a water leak, which drew down the well, causing the pump to continuously run. This isn't good for cheap pumps with friction bushings. The bushing had enough and shattered to bits. Those bits traveled back down the well and decided to lodge themselves in the area of the foot valve. Long story short, an $800 weekend. Not to mention the half day of work that I lost on Monday.
I don't know how the Survivor contestants do it. I could not even stand to be around myself after 24 hours. Human beings smell terrible in their natural state. Thanks our ancestors for inventing persona hygiene.
Shannon has been pacified, at least for now. Kane is going smoothly, for once. We officially have the outline of the house. Footings are being poured today (photos to come). The block layers are scheduled for Thursday. I'm still hoping to talk the builder into 14 courses, instead of the 13 he wants. I understand his logic (13 courses makes interior framing simpler), but my garage headroom is really tight. I'll let you know who wins.
Dave
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