Monday, June 7, 2010

When It Rains, It Pours

When we had our condo inspection a few weeks ago, we were informed by the inspector that our hot water heater was not on. The guy was not authorized to ignite it himself, but Richie was not intimidated and was more than happy to spark up the pilot light. The tank fired up fairly easily, and we enjoyed hot water for a day and a half before the pilot went out for good. Richie tried valiantly and repeatedly to re-light it, even replacing the thermal coupler, to no avail. Now I get to hire a heating-and-cooling specialist to come take a look at the water heater.

My decrepit washing machine at the house broke down about ten days ago, so I bought a new one with a matching dryer from Best Buy. The set was delivered to the condo on Friday. The delivery guys placed the appliances into the laundry room, then asked me for the hoses so they could hook up the washer. I peeked into the machine and found it empty. Then they requested the flexible tube that connects the dryer to the gas line. Nothing in the dryer, either. The delivery guys explained to me that washers and dryers do not come equipped with hoses and lines - the customer is required to buy those items separately. What? Since when? It would have been nice if the salesperson had mentioned this somewhat important fact to me when I made the purchase. Once again, Richie came to the rescue, accompanied me to Home Depot to pick up the necessary - and might I add not inexpensive - parts, and installed the washer & dryer himself. I was able to do a much-needed load of laundry yesterday.

Over the weekend, Jacob and I decided to take Adam's car out for a spin. It has been sitting in our garage ever since Adam left on his Vortex 2 tornado chase on May 1. Long story short - we ended up having to take the car to the repair shop and discovered that it will cost $1,400 to completely fix it. Adam plans to purchase a new vehicle before he takes off to grad school, so we are debating whether or not to spend the money to patch up the poor, little Focus.

The expense and fun of maintaining three households is suddenly coming at us from every direction. Maybe someone will make us an offer on our still-for-sale house any day now.

1 comment:

DR VINNY BOOM BOTTS said...

As I read this I think to myself OMG all my stuff is coming up on 7 years old. I can see it now washer and dryer dead, water heater gone, TV old, the wife still runs.
I worked for an airline and burned out, don't stay their long, please. Vatican City, sounds like a good old fight with the wife.