Aw, hell, now you’re making me relive these nightmares…
WTF, it’s cheap therapy.
We’ve lived in a house built in 1904 for about fifteen years, so of course we have embarked upon several ‘home improvement’ projects.
One of the first ones was to try and replace some of our water piping. It was an entertaining and instructive mixture of copper, steel, and lead. And the water flowed like an old man’s.
First discovery: Apparently shutoff valves were rare and expensive in 1904, because there were two in our water supply system. TWO. The main one, and a second one leading to an unused sink on the second floor, essentially useless. So to work on any single part of the system we had to shut off water to the entire house,. thus putting practical time limits to any single project. As well as teaching us how to bucket flush.
Next, as I was tracing the water supply system, I found that once the water left the heater, the line proceeded north a few feet, then doglegged west under the primary beam, then bent south around the chimney foundation, then turned east a few more feet, to the vertical run… which was only a couple of feet south of the water heater in the first place. So our water would essentially go for a tour of the basement prior to actually heading for any fixtures. It’s like the plumbers would look for a left hand elbow, but could only find right hand elbows in their box.
Hey, toilets? I’ve replaced both toilets in our house, along with the piping and flange below. In both cases, I found the floors below to be rotten, hacked apart, and barely safe for looking at, let alone standing on, so before any toilet work even started, rebuilding the floors was necessary. And both bathrooms are too small for two workers, so setting a toilet is a solo performance. You have to be creative to get a toilet set right by yourself. At least I got to bust the old ones with a hammer.
When we needed a new Water Heater? Called a frickin plumber, and sat upstairs sipping a drink until he was done. Paid the bill gladly.
Let’s not even talk about the time the lateral got plugged. I still have nightmares.
You might as well just build your house over an Indian burial mound as install plumbing. It’s only asking for trouble.