Went to the residence association meeting this afternoon at 4:30.
(our neighborhood is having a crisis because one new city-it a-hole neighbor is trying to shut down our deeded residence association Right Of Way to the beach.)
Came home at 6...through the garage-basement entrance...find big puddle in front of 50 gallon aquarium.
Yup, it's leaking, 4" gone already...water RUNNING out of the back left corner.
Dinner was baking in the oven, and steaming on the range...so we have dinner despite the immediate crisis. (hubby shop vacced most up first)
Called Petco and Petland, both closed.
Then remembered my brother saying something about a big aquarium he bought at a yardsale recently.
Called him, yup, come get it. We go get it. EXTREMELY filthy, used for reptile. Spend one hour cleaning it after filling it to make sure it doesn't leak. (filling took almost an hour.)
So we spent HOURS transferring water, gravel, filters, fish, plants, aquarium decor, etc, etc, tested the water,
temp, pH, jury-rigging a cover cuz there isn't one yet, lalalalalalaaaaaaa...
WAIT A MINUTE....!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WTF is that smell? DH: What smell? Me: THAT smell.... Smells like oil...gas....whatever...smell it????! DH:
Me:
OMG!!!!!!!!!What's that puddle in the
other corner by the water tank?
I walk over, stick my hand in it...sniff it....FUEL!!! Leaking from the fuel line from the fuel tank outdoors into the basement.
So the guy is here now, cleaning up the immediate mess and patching it until the big guy comes back tomorrow and replaces all the fuel lines.
Thank goodness we have a service contract.
What a friggin' day!
I'm soaked, stinky, sore...exhausted!
And still have MOUNTAINS of laundry to do! :'(
