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[which_chick]

The well people called this afternoon to tell me that they'd be drilling the well in my yard either tomorrow afternoon or Wednesday AM. I'm really pleased that they remembered to give me about a week's lead on that so that I had plenty of time to shift the woodpile in the yard out of the way of the drilling machine thing. Also I had endless leisure to move the boat (not the boat I sail, another boat) and the two gi-normous upended logs it was sitting on. Yepper. Lots of free time. It was very considerate of them, really.



In spite of my headache, I painted three rooms of TA#2. I transferred money from my emigrant account to my checking account so that the checks for the kids will actually clear. (Brother-the-younger has two spawn with birthdays a month apart. The spawn get money-for-college on their birthdays and I don't buy them anything else at all, ever. I am probably not a very good aunt.) I shut down a number of lame-ass analog phone lines at work and killed another PRI. I put a saddle and blanket on Wren, who didn't really appreciate my efforts in that direction. She did eventually stand still while I got everything organized... and then we walked out into the scary world where she crossed the hard road and got to eat the tall grass next to the cornfield. And then I came home from all of that (head still pounding) and moved the woodpile and the boat out of the way of the well drilling to take place tomorrow. I did not tackle the ginormous upended logs.

By then, the headache had moved up to Category 4 so I went to bed. After an hour of being still and quiet in bed, I felt more civilized and got up and fixed dinner and answered a couple of finance-related emails. And then I updated my LJ and there is no more to tell. I believe I'm going to brush my teeth and go to bed. Tomorrow will be another day chock-full of activity.

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[ksleet.livejournal.com]

What's the story behind getting a well drilled?

(You're giving me flashbacks to my well problems in Monmouth... although to be fair, the actual "well" part of things worked fine, it was the legal issues surrounding it that made me miserable.)

[which-chick.livejournal.com]

As you may or may not be aware, my family is in the business (I use the term loosely -- generally, business make what is known as a profit but this one does not particularly do that) of providing a summer vacation sort of place to what I generally refer to as the summer people. The summer people own their own houses and the itty-bitty lots that said houses sit upon and they pay a membership fee to us to use the lake and grounds surrounding their vacation houses.

They also (many, but not all of them) have Water Bonds. The Water Bonds are for membership in the Water Co-Op, which charges a princely ninety-eight dollars a year to each Water Bond Holder to provide potable running water to the Water Bond Holder's residence. This was originally developed so that the summer people did not have to each drill a well. Well drilling is pretty expensive and not all of the land in the valley provides potable water. Some of it has rather a lot of iron in it and is less drinkable.

About eight months of the year, the Co-Op water comes from a spring up on the hill. It runs out of the ground and into a smallish plastic tank and from thence through a good run of PVC into a pretty large tank which, being higher than all of the houses, provides really quite lovely water pressure by way of the permanently functioning system known as gravity. The rest of the year, from about the end of July to about the middle of October (actual dates depend on weather), the Co-Op water comes from a well (note singular) located at the lodge. The water from the well at the lodge gets pumped up the hill to the aforementioned pretty large tank, in about eight hour cycles. (It takes eight hours for the tank to fill up. The pump is on a timer and when you turn it on, it runs for eight hours and then auto-shuts-off.)

There is an automatic pressure switch at the lodge to make the pump turn on. Unfortunately, since the lodge is lower elevation than some of the summer people houses, the pressure at those summer people houses can get quite low (and even stop making running water) before the pressure switch at the lodge comes on. To solve this problem, we installed a manual switch to turn the pump on and located it, along with an indicator light, outside the building at the lodge so that anyone experiencing low water pressure could go hit the switch and have water in about ten minutes. (This is an improvement over the "Having to locate someone in my family to go fix the problem" solution that we lived with for years prior to the outdoor switch solution.)

Still, the summer people were not happy. They did not feel that one singular well was sufficient unto their needs because if something happened to that one well, there would be no water. Lawks! Fortunately, the water Co-Op has buckets of money to spend so we're spending some of it. (In addition to my many other hats, I am also VP of the Water Co-Op.) In order to sooth the savage whining on the well front, we are installing a second well, with a pit and a lid and conduit to my house and electric and all the accoutrements of civilization. It's being installed in my front yard, between the snowball bush and the mock orange. I'm sure it will look delightful when it's done but right now it does not.

[not-your-real.livejournal.com]

Sooo tired. Almost too tired for irony... or even sarcasm. I saw "I'm really pleased that they remembered to give me about a week's lead on that so that I had plenty of time to shift the woodpile in the yard" and felt relief - must've misread that "tomorrow" part! Then you hit us over the head with the whole "endless leisure" part, which even I got.

So, are you seceding from the up-the-hill water source, or what? Valley Hi water going out of business ("Summer ppl can get their own damn water", maybe?)

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[ardvaark99999.livejournal.com]

No, the well is a backup source of water for said system.