The Joy of Owning a Home

I am reading with excitement all about the brand new joys of owning a home on NotMartha. Picking out colors, sofas, and painting the walls. I am reading and thinking "ah...I remember those days."

I am dealing with the not-so-fun aspect of homeownership: when shit breaks.

First, there was the toilet and water issues that happened last week. Then! Just when I was getting use to the idea of parting with hundreds of dollars, I was outside dumping the kitchen scraps into the compost..I heard a "gurgle, gurgle, gurgle". I look down to the find the source of the noise and I pulled back an overgrown patch of grass to find a gigantic POOL of water next to the well house.

Panic stricken, I start bailing the water out of the hole in the ground with my compost bowl like I am saving myself from a sinking boat. All the while I was telling myself that this was just a puddle caused by rain. Ha. I actually managed to get most of the water out, but as soon as the pump came on the hole filled right back up. Long story short, an adapter piece on a pipe broke.

The very dirty well technician informed me that the leak had probably been there a very long time as you can see from the picture above that the foundation of the well house is, uh, sunken, and the adapter finally broke enough to cause a large body of water to emerge.

I laid awake a few nights trying to tell myself that the supposed thousands of dollars this was going to cost me was OKAY, and that this is why I have a credit card, and that owning a home is not all paint chips and curtains. The good news is that it was a super easy fix and by the time we split the bill with the Buddhists (they share the well) it's only going to cost me a hundred bucks.