I still think the water's getting worse, but I think I can manage if I turn it on for a little bit, just to keep the tank full-ish so the heater doesn't explode and so I can at least brush my teeth and flush my pee. I am worried about the leak(s) getting worse if I run the water, but I'm also worried about damaging the heater and potentially blowing up the house if I don't run the water. Fuckin' bind I'm in. Anyway, I had to soak up the water that was dripping, mostly from the main. I can deal with this for two-ish more days. I think.
I'm hearing sounds from everywhere right now. I opened sinks upstairs and downstairs, like I think you're told to, just to keep the air out of the system. But now I'm scared those sounds are leaks themselves. Oh, also, when I was downstairs, I swear I felt drops from the ceiling. How many leaks in the copper pipes are there?
You should see me talking to my parents now that I really need them. Bitching about going back to school, humiliating me into not driving the family in the rented SUV, all of that falls by the wayside because I need their help in figuring out how to deal with these leaks. I understand that life forces you to forget about your arguments. I still feel as though I'm letting them off too easy.
Finally, the plumber who installed the actual water heater in fact did call me yesterday/Sunday. Didn't hear the phone. Will call today at work. Home Depot called back with an estimate. Texted it to Father; he thought it was so expensive, and that he thinks he'll just install it himself. No, just no. I'll check to see if the estimate from this guy -- leaks included, they need to be fixed -- is any cheaper.
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