The Husbear went out to feed the animals this first morning of 2010. Amongst all the frozen tundra that is our yard with this below-freezing weather we’ve been having here in Northwest Arkansas, the Husbear noticed a “moist” spot. By moist, I mean like how a straight guy gets in a titty bar. Or how cb gets watching pro wrestling.

Curious.

So the Husbear dug in the moist area, and found this:

A leak. In the 1″ water pipe that leads from the well to the house. “Leak” is probably the wrong word. More like projectile vomiting after an all night bender on New Years Eve.

The water pipe is about 50 years old from the looks of it. And heavily corroded. It was apparently struck by lightning at some point, and has some interesting carbuncles growing from it. It’s only about 6 inches below the surface. And we all know 6 inches is just not deep enough when laying pipe!

We had to drain all the water from the house before we could even start working on it. It took most of the day, but we got it patched. Mostly. It’s still a little drippy like it has Gonorrhea. But with the temperature hovering at freezing all day, working in the cold mud and water was less than fun. Sometimes that’s the down side to DIY.

The Husbear and I had luckily planned ahead and started laying a new water pipe this past summer before we poured the concrete deck behind the house. We just hadn’t planned on finishing the new line until the end of the next summer as it involves breaking some concrete in the house to bring the line inside. I guess this leak changes that schedule.

Yea.

On the bright side, I did get to spend the whole day with the Husbear.