When you move to an old house, that just so happens to also be your dream house… well you’re happy, that’s to be expected. But at the same time, the time comes where you need to start renovating, and removing the old, from your old house.
And each time we give our house the much-needed facelift it so desperately needs, we breathe a united sigh of relief: “Ahh. Another thing down.”
Let me provide you now with a song by one of my favourite groups:
It is totally relevant, let me assure you. Because it is related to our most recent house facelift. Queen sing about being Under Pressure as a bad thing… sure, when you’re rushing to work, rushing home, rushing through life… trying to make ends meet, being pulled left and right by family and friends, trying to find the money to make it through… Sure, that pressure is SHIT.
But not all pressure is shit. For example, like that essential water pressure you require to come out of a tap.
Segue eat your heart out.
Our house was built sometime in the early 80s… and we may have inadvertently found out the actual year, when we first reviewed our building inspection report before buying the house, and found on a photo of the very old electric hot water unit, the year ‘1980.’
1980! Not just the house, but the electric hot water unit! Who even has electric hot water units these days?
Until this morning, we did.
We were living on the edge for a year and a half. Because of the age of the system, we were told that changing it to a newer hot water unit was imperative… and instead of doing it immediately, we waited…
Why? Because priorities. Other things seemed more important. Also $$$. And then again, I mean, it was still working… just for how long, we didn’t know.
But we made it. We made it through without the dreaded ancient thing exploding on us. It used to make this insane screeching sound, each time the faucet was turned to hot. This shrieking was reminiscent of the horror scene from Psycho, with longer pauses between screeches, and the screams themselves prolonged. Hear, have a listen from 1:10 (or if you wanna freak yourself out watch the WHOLE THING):
I am not kidding you when I say our hot water system would screech like that when you turned it on. We grew accustomed to the racket, the ongoing Psycho shower scene of our life that we were stuck in, like a really horrible episode of the Twilight Zone, yet at the same time not so accustomed so as to turn it on in the morning to wake up a certain princess. No siree, I wasn’t going to let Hubbie, or myself, risk that.
Freezing cold water for every early morning it was.
And the pressure! Ever since renovating the kitchen, well the old hot water system suddenly couldn’t keep up with the new tapware and plumbing. It was frustrating, having a new kitchen, new applicances, all shiny and new and workable, and then there was the
SCREECH SCREECH SCREECH
psycho theme going on in the background, with non-existent water pressure.
But today. Ohhhh today. This:
We finally got our new gas hot water system installed. It is huge, it is situated outside, NOT in the prehistoric ‘attic’ position, and well, there is pressure.
It is HOT, but it is set at a certain temperature so it is not scalding. I won’t develop 3rd degree burns when I turn the lever a little too much to the bottom when washing dishes.
It may be the most boring as batshit post to some, but to me, to us, it is everything…
Looking forward to turning up the heat tomorrow morning… and no more of this –