{"id":1266,"date":"2022-04-21T11:33:35","date_gmt":"2022-04-21T16:33:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/elizabethmoon.com\/blog\/?p=1266"},"modified":"2022-04-21T11:33:35","modified_gmt":"2022-04-21T16:33:35","slug":"homework-ii-plumbing","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/elizabethmoon.com\/blog\/index.php\/2022\/04\/21\/homework-ii-plumbing\/","title":{"rendered":"HomeWork II: Plumbing"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>We are using the same plumbing HVAC contractor we&#8217;ve used before, but the plumber himself is not Dean, whom we&#8217;d worked with for years (who had already retired and then returned to work once.)\u00a0\u00a0 Josh, a long lanky plumber with a good sense of humor, Dean&#8217;s assistant if the job needed one,\u00a0 left the contractor to start his own plumbing business a few years ago.\u00a0 Alex (I think) is new to us but also seems cheerful and competent.<\/p>\n<p>The larger bathroom at the other house (the one guests use, whether overnight or come for a meal)\u00a0 has a bathtub with a &#8217;50s style tile surround (and, inexplicably, no shower curtain rod holder inset in the tile or above the tile.\u00a0 Mostly it&#8217;s not used.\u00a0 Our son uses the front master bedroom and shower-only bath, and that&#8217;s enough to keep its plumbing going pretty well (almost weekly use).\u00a0\u00a0 The not-used fixtures got older, and older, and began to decay from the local water supply&#8217;s very limey, but also with spurts of non-limey but acidic, as the city wells began pulling up water from a deeper aquifer as the Edwards petered out; the deeper aquifer is contaminated with just enough petroleum to leak methane (one well house so badly when an unfamiliar workman walked in with a lit cigarette, it&#8230;um&#8230;kind of blew&#8230;not exactly blew up, but flamed at him, after which the city spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to try to ventilate the well-house enough to pass a state inspection.)\u00a0 This combination had pretty much eaten chunks from the tub fixtures.<\/p>\n<p>Also, sometimes the sink fixture leaks down into the cabinet.\u00a0 Though the toilet and sink are used more often than the tub, we suspect some problem there, too.\u00a0 So, with a house guest due in May, I decided it was way past time to fix all that and have it ready for her to take a bath or shower in.\u00a0 And that&#8217;s what&#8217;s happening today.<\/p>\n<p>To do this with the least difficulty with the old tile, it&#8217;s necessary to access the wall the plumbing is against.\u00a0 In this case that&#8217;s through the small pantry closet in the kitchen.\u00a0 The pantry closet has built-in shelves, which were all full, mostly of casual plastic dishes and inexpensive tableware for outdoor use, but with a few less casual (punchbowls, big oil lamp, two small teapots that were my grandmother&#8217;s or great-grandmother&#8217;s) , and some food items.\u00a0 Um, yeah.\u00a0 Plus rolls of aluminum foil, waxed paper, clingfilm, and plastic bags.\u00a0 All of which had to be emptied out, along with two brooms&#8230;this morning, because I hadn&#8217;t checked yesterday to see if it had been done.\u00a0 (Why do you have two glass punchbowls, you ask?\u00a0 Because I had one (then stored at our house) and then when my mother moved up here from my hometown, she brought hers.)\u00a0 Since that house is better for larger-group entertaining, both ended up in that pantry closet on the top shelf.\u00a0 These are not fancy-dancy cut-crystal or silverplate (or sterling) punchbowls, but molded glass with simple patterning&#8230;I think Mother&#8217;s was something she got with S&amp;H Green Stamps back when Herb&#8217;s Grocery back home handed them out.\u00a0 I don&#8217;t remember when I got mine&#8230;probably from a yard sale in Austin or San Antonio.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m beginning a slow process of discarding things I know M- doesn&#8217;t want.\u00a0 Neither house is a good site for a garage sale (and having done one with a friend&#8211;combining our stuff&#8211;I know I do not enjoy being the vendor of things I have had for a long time unless I didn&#8217;t like them AT ALL.)\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I&#8217;m thinking how to do this.\u00a0\u00a0 Mother had some lovely bits of china, some of which (that I like using, but she only displayed) I&#8217;ve moved to this house where I use the hand-painted plates for dessert plates.\u00a0 But some pieces just don&#8217;t fit; they belonged originally to either her grandmother, her aunt, or her mother (or all three in succession&#8230;I don&#8217;t know the stories of any of them) and are floral or fruit designs that could be used for serving if you were having a big do, but I&#8217;m not doing a giant T-day dinner again and I&#8217;ve always used the cut-crystal for that.\u00a0 There&#8217;s the big chocolate pot and its dainty little chocolate cups and saucers, decorated with swans and lilies&#8230;looks lovely as a centerpiece and you can make hot chocolate in it if you have a chocolate stirrer, but it&#8217;s finicky to wash, and when I make hot chocolate I drink a big mug full, not a little bitty cup full.\u00a0 But I love looking at the shapes and the swans and the lilies.\u00a0 Unfortunately not hand-painted, but an appliqued design (with a magnifying glass you can see the tiny dots rather than brush strokes.\u00a0\u00a0 The two small teapots (one cup size) have a story attached that I do know.\u00a0 When my grandfather had to sell &#8220;the big house&#8221; he&#8217;d built for his first wife in the 1920s after his second wife died of cancer (big medical bills, even in the post-WWII late &#8217;40s) he gave a lot away, and more disappeared when friends of his wife showed up and just took things, sometimes claiming &#8220;too keep them from being sold&#8221; with a semi-promise to return them to the family.\u00a0 Those little teapots were in that group.\u00a0 So were some of the books in the library.\u00a0 The lady who took them &#8220;kept them safe&#8221; (while saying she didn&#8217;t have them, even though Mother knew she&#8217;d taken them) and then gave them to me as a wedding gift, NOT to my mother.<\/p>\n<p>Interesting times.\u00a0 Do I need two big oil lamps?\u00a0 Probably not, though Mother and I both used them, one big and one small in each house during electrical outages.\u00a0 When I was a child, we had oil lamps in the house for use during hurricane and other power outages, and kerosene lanterns for outdoor use including camping at the beach.\u00a0 Lots of people still did.\u00a0 I remember learning to clean the glass chimneys and adjust the wicks.\u00a0 We also use candles, which the emergency stuff now tells you not to use.\u00a0 Our house had a small fireplace and otherwise gas space heaters (a window near each one was kept open a couple of inches to prevent CO buildup) and I learned early rules for safe use of candles.\u00a0 You can cook on a gas space heater if you&#8217;ve got the gas pressure, at least heating up a can of soup or enough hot water for coffee or tea.\u00a0\u00a0 And of course even a small fireplace with a very small hearth can cook food, though it&#8217;ll be messy (a change in wind direction can blow ash into an uncovered pot or pan.)\u00a0 I miss having a fireplace of space heaters that provide that local warmth.\u00a0 (I also learned to cook outdoors on a fire no bigger than a spread hand&#8230;both because fuel was mostly twigs and dry grass in the S. TX plains, and because wildfire was a constant danger.\u00a0 We&#8217;d go out and cook breakfast over these tiny fires in a shallow hollow of sand; the frying pan on its folding grill covered the fire and a bucket of water was always handy.)<\/p>\n<p>Oh, well, time for another check of progress on the plumbing front.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>We are using the same plumbing HVAC contractor we&#8217;ve used before, but the plumber himself is not Dean, whom we&#8217;d worked with for years (who had already retired and then returned to work once.)\u00a0\u00a0 Josh, a long lanky plumber with a good sense of humor, Dean&#8217;s assistant if the job needed one,\u00a0 left the contractor <a class=\"read-more\" href=\"http:\/\/elizabethmoon.com\/blog\/index.php\/2022\/04\/21\/homework-ii-plumbing\/\">Read More&#8230;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[16],"tags":[17],"class_list":["post-1266","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life-beyond-writing","tag-life-beyond-writing"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/elizabethmoon.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1266"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/elizabethmoon.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/elizabethmoon.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/elizabethmoon.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/elizabethmoon.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1266"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/elizabethmoon.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1266\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1267,"href":"http:\/\/elizabethmoon.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1266\/revisions\/1267"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/elizabethmoon.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1266"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/elizabethmoon.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1266"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/elizabethmoon.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1266"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}