That doesn't change the fact that you're a bleeder.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
For the Basement Monkey
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That doesn't change the fact that you're a bleeder.
That doesn't change the fact that you're a bleeder.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Plumbing Hell
Some strange
things have been going on in my laundry room. We noticed a month back
that our laundry room floor was strangely hot. It was nice in some
ways because when you woke up or if your feet were cold you could go stand in
the laundry room. However about two
weeks ago we thought we saw some moisture on the floor, but as it was raining
that day we brushed it off. Then, came
the sighting.
There was
definitively about 1/4 teaspoon of water on the floor. Not a lot
really, just enough that you could see the water between the cracks in the
cheesy ghetto linoleum tiles. When I
went to track it down, I could put my ear to the slab and hear a hissing sound.
My suspicion was that the foundation had
settlement due to the drought/rains and that a crack has developed beneath under
the slab.
A little
background, pipes aren’t really supposed to be in slabs. The rule is that any pipe in a slab is
supposed to be in a ‘sleeve’ so it can move independently and not get stuck to
the concrete when it moves. The other
more commercial strategy is to run pipes under a slab and then pop them above
the floor to make any joints, transitions, valves, etc. The logic being that if something goes
wrong, it will be at a joint and that you need to have access to it [code can
be your friend]. Most modern houses
sidestep this issue altogether by running the piping in the walls and
ceiling. This is good for a number of
reasons. Notably drywall shows leaks quickly,
is very cheap and if you want to move a wall for some reason, your pipe goes as
well. These were not to be and I think
my hot water supply pipe is in the slab (weird I know) and that due to
settlement it has cracked the pipe and caused the leak.
Sunday
afternoon I start peeling back the linoleum tile. This is at best difficult but given that my
floor had been steamed for the past months by the water leak, it wasn’t too
bad. That evening I came up with a strategy and
Monday I would begin in earnest.
NOTE: as a plumber I am may be a 6 out of
10. The tasks you are about to read
probably amount to a 6 degree of difficulty, so this would be at the max of my abilities. However, add to the DD that Kristen is
horribly sick and that the baby needs to sleep every 3 hours, put the
difficulty of this repair at about 9.1.
I started
out by creating a square hole in the concrete.
I turned off the hot water and drained down all the sinks, showers and tubs. The box that I will make is about 12” x 18”
with the hissing sound in the center.
The thought was that I could get in there, find the hole and patch
it. However since I don’t have a
concrete saw and didn’t want to rent one of those gasoline powered behemoths, I
try options #2. I take a hammer drill
and make 40 -50 holes with a 5/8” bit all the way through the slab. The theory here is that you make a
perforated opening and then chip out the center. This would have been great but on hole 37 or
38 (you do lose count), I hit clear gold, WATER.
Apparently,
not only do I have a hot water line in the slab but I also have a water supply
and of course, I hit it. It’s not
exactly my fault, it’s not like you can see what’s under your concrete. Kristen, who is away at the grocery store
during what I promised her would be 1 hour of noisy work, misses the point
where I run in 6 directions at once trying to find my wrench. You see, I have to run to the curb in front
of the neighbor’s house to turn off the water to our house. All the while the kitchen continues to fill
with water ala the hole in my floor that looks like Jed Clampett shot at a opossum.
The next 7
hours are spent chipping away the floor, dodging reinforcing bar and uncovering
a mound of spaghetti that is the piping under my house. See
attached photo with scale fly-swatter. I
can’t begin to tell you how many things are wrong with the installation: pipes bent in circles, joints facing the
wrong way, nicks, kinks and huge dings. I finally get the old copper out at 6:00 PM and
go to Depot to get the copper and hopefully being dry fitting. When
working with copper, I typically buy two of everything I need with the
intention of returning what I don’t need.
I hate running out of stuff.
I’m not sure
when my friend Mark came over, but we finally got everything fit and sweat by
1:00 AM. The result – the cold water
was working but there was a leak in the hot which would require more chipping
in the morning when I could be noisy again.
I put some plastic under the joints
and decide to call it a day. The plastic is there to highlight any leaks
that happen overnight and serve as a check.
After I put my stuff away, I got in the shower to clean the grime off (nothing like a cold shower after a hard day’s work) at 2:00 AM.
Tuesday – I’m pretty exhausted and my hands are cut to hell from the concrete, copper and the hammer drill. My knees and back are killing me from being in a hole all day so I sleep till about 10:00 and then don’t get started until almost noon.
After I put my stuff away, I got in the shower to clean the grime off (nothing like a cold shower after a hard day’s work) at 2:00 AM.
Tuesday – I’m pretty exhausted and my hands are cut to hell from the concrete, copper and the hammer drill. My knees and back are killing me from being in a hole all day so I sleep till about 10:00 and then don’t get started until almost noon.
The first
think that happens is that the plastic shows that there is in fact a leak in
yesterdays work and it will have to be removed and replaced. No big whoop. I cut it out and replace it in 1.5 hours
all while ‘da nugget’ is napping. Then
continue the digging.
2 hours in
and I’m finally ready to the pipe back in. This should be easy and I’m still hoping to hit 6 o’clock bath time, but
it’s not to be. The old pipe is just
too dinged up and it takes me 4 attempts to finally get the temperature of the thicker
walled older pipe to hit optimal temp at the same time as the new pipe and
therefore accept the solder. In
the end, the hole is 21” x 38”.
At 8:00,
Kristen finally is able to jump into the shower. I clean up and get mine at 9:00.
So tonight is the same drill. Plastic is down and we’ll do a 24 hour test
to see if any leaks appear and then go about closing up the hole and deciding
how we’re going to finish it.
I’m thinking
of packing the hole with sand and then putting a light layer (say 1.5 -2 “) of
concrete on top. That way, if something
goes wrong, I will always have the ability to get to it pretty easily rather
than digging through 5” of concrete hell and steel. I think this will accept the tile and if I line
the tile up right, it should allow an almost ‘access panel ‘ type design.
I was asked,
‘why didn’t you get a day laborer to help you dig the hole?’. The answer is that a day laborer is great
for digging in the soil or moving things around but in general they’re a ‘blunt’
instrument. The nature of uncovering
pipe that are encased in concrete is very delicate and to do so without
blundering though the wrong pipe, hitting a gas line, confusing re-bar with a pipe,
is a very difficult thing to explain.
Tuesday, March 06, 2012
Budda is ready for SXSW
In actual fact these are 'da nuggets' ear-muffs for going to concerts and other loud events.
Buddha was an unsuspecting bystander.
Buddha was an unsuspecting bystander.
Thursday, March 01, 2012
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