6.21.2008

Oh Well


So, we're no little Yellowstone here. After putting together the pump, Allen found that there is no water in our well. That's right folks, it don't work. It doesn't make a whole lotta sense since it blew a good amount of water all day while clearing, and we clearly struck the water table. However, who knows if we are in the middle of a rock or something else at our 40 ft. mark. The solution? We are going to try and sledge it down a bit more and see if we can get some liquid. If that doesn't work, we have to pull the whole thing out and try again. It's pretty depressing.

We also just found out that the old septic tank was not properly filled for permanent storage. The old septic is in the middle of our lawn, about 6 inches below the surface and pretty big so we wanted to remove the top so the lawn would grow. When the area went to city sewer, all septic tanks were to have been filled with sand. If that had been done, removing the top would leave us with sand we can put soil over and it won't ruin that patch of grass. When Allen broke out a piece of the top to see what was inside, he found liquid and lots of it. Totally illegal. Hopefully, we'll get the inspector who signed off on the work to get a crew to come out and make it right. So, before we can move forward with our landscape plans, we now have to put the well in again and take care of this septic issue.

Allen and I are a little frustrated and feel like it's always one thing after another around here. Obviously, he's done more of the work outside than I have as I'm in charge of Lexi, but we both have been working our tails in our own ways to make all of this possible. We've sacrificed a lot of fun time, worked in rain, snow and wind, worked in 100 degree heat, run from activity to activity to maximize our time in the yard only to have our efforts thwarted so regularly. Since we've always had fixer uppers, we're used to planning for some delays and unexpected finds. However, from a totally crooked barn, to stalls that had to be put together and taken apart and then put together again, to digging up dead animals, to finding out our backyard is literally full of crap we've not had the easiest project here. We'll be glad when we can finally look outside and see a beautiful sea of green grass.

2 comments:

Brent Riddle said...

I'm sorry. I know it is so discouraging. I hate fixer-upers and hope to not have one again, (but I won't hold my breath). - Laura

Unknown said...

I so hope the city comes through on fixing it RIGHT! Good thing you found it BEFORE putting in the back lawn! Geezzzz, seems there's always something. But you guys are hard workers and you still have a lot to show for it! Hang in there!

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