Usually, we return home and find everything's hunky dory. Not this year. First thing we noticed when we pulled up the driveway, was the lower terrace century plant: it looked sick, lots of dead fronds - or whatever you call them; certainly not leaves. All the other desert plants looked fine. I discovered the problem when I ran the irrigation system. The riser had broken off near the sprinkler head, and water was shooting 15' up in the air and into the street. That's the fountain.
Next comes the crack. I happened to be in the garage during the water softener regeneration cycle and noticed water puddling on the floor. took the top off the softener and found water spraying from a crack in the plastic thingamajig. Same thing happened 6 years ago. Rather than have it repaired again for $150+ I got a new one, finished the install yesterday.
Finally, the leak. Just finished with the water softener when I noticed the floor was wet around the water heater. Sure enough, it's leaking. It's less than 5 years old, still under warranty, so I get a replacement for free. Not totally free, gotta pay $235 for labor and service call.
Can't help but wonder what minor catastrophe is next.
On the brighter side, I'm playing pickleball every other day (and playing fairly well for an old fart of 76), the high weather temps are decreasing, Trish is back to quilting and kayaking, neither of us have C-19. Life is good.
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