My house was built in 1942 and like any house of this era, it has galvanized pipe. Lots and lots of crumble in your hands, rusting galvanized pipe. Pipe that is long past being sturdy enough to allow itself to be attached to a spanky new hot water heater. Now its water heater out, water heater in, new pipes in, bigger check please. Either that or learn to embrace cold showers.
SON O’ BEACH!! I didn’t fully appreciate how bad the pipes and water pressure were until all was new! Showering has now become full body exfoliation! Police could use this kind of pressure to quell riots! Seriously!
However…..
the water still dribbled into the washer like an old man with prostate trouble. Hmmmm. I have a Barbie Dream House sized stackable washer/dryer that lives in a tiny closet in the kitchen and getting to the back of that to investigate said problem (having already spent the children’s inheritance on plumbers) involved removal of the louvered bifold and the strong help of my good friend, Jane, to muscle the whole works out. Sqeeeeeezing into the closet space and removing the hoses from the washer I found the intake screens were completely, totally clogged. Exhibit One below – the left side has been scraped out, the right has not. ick ick ick ick ick.
Technical problem was that the pulling out of the unit also pulled out the electrical connections and the dryer vent hose WHICH could only be re-connected if said unit was almost totally repositioned – as in almost all the way in the closet. Requiring the following maneuver:
So how was YOUR Sunday?
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