When it rains, it pours. Literally.
In recent weeks, our projects and renovations have been feeling pretty overwhelming. We “knew what we signed up for” in the sense that we knew it wouldn’t be easy. I don’t, though, think either of us expected it to be quite this hard.
As we try to move the main reno forward with tile and carpet bids, we simultaneously had a deep freezer go out which resulted in losing an entire cow we had processed earlier this year. You live, you learn on that one. The windows we were anticipating showed up 8 weeks late and have a ton of wrong hardware and features that we now have to do cycles around with the manufacturer – delaying pretty much everything, too.
Add in the general chaos of life, a whopping heap of anxiety, plenty of projects in progress and two kids – the natural next step is to have the hot water heater fail.
Fail it did. Miserably.
To be fair, our tank appeared to be about 20 years old. We knew going into buying the property that it would need to be addressed in fairly short order. We had planned to tackle it as part of our renovation process. With that moving pretty slowly, though, we didn’t think through needing to address it at this stage of things.
Sure enough – it sprayed water in every which direction, flooding our storage and creating the worst of mildewy smells that took us a couple of days to finally track down.
The good news in it all: we were able to upgrade the 40-gallon tank to a 50-gallon tank to better help with the new tub going into the master shower and keeping a family of 4 running in the morning as the kids grow up.
Fingers crossed this is the end of the line for some of these surprises for a bit.