I managed to break our new (used) washing machine. I blame myself partially, but also our shitty rental. The problem is, the “mountain water” that we are using is literally filled with sediment and debris. Large debris sometimes. So the little filter on the washer intake got totally clogged. So then I had this seemingly genius idea to just remove the filter. I figured that would keep the water moving. It worked so well that some debris came right in and managed to clog the intake valve. The washer overflowed, and then the water pump broke. Oops. So now I have a washer with no water pump. I cleaned out the valve and put the filer back in, so at least that won’t happen again. But now I have to unscrew the hose, pull out the filter with some plyers, and wash the filter before every other load. I also have to only run a wash cycle, and then run outside afterward to lower the hose to ground level so that the water will drain by gravity. I guess I should be happy I still have a washer, but this doesn’t save me much time over a “Tico Washer” (If you don’t know what that is, ask me some time when I’m really drunk and I’ll be happy to tell you).

With all the sediment coming in, and the sometimes tea-colored water, we attempted to turn the water pump on and switch to well water. That experiment didn’t last long. The well water is literally black and smells most terrible. Well, it’s worse than “mountain water”, but that’s not saying much.

Arp and I are getting really excited about the coming move to Florida. We’ve both admitted to ourselves that we don’t do well staying in one place for very long. When Arp asked me, I agreed that if I had to predict, I doubt we’ll stay in Florida for more than 2-3 years, tops. We had a good laugh when we admitted to each other and ourselves that we feel this way!  I’m just incredibly thankful that we are both like this. I can’t imagine being married to someone who didn’t feel the same way as I do on this matter. We were obviously meant to be!

[Water photo icon by darkpatator]