Recently someone said something to me to the effect of, “The more things you have, the more weighed down you are.” No shit. The conversation was in regards to our house and pool as they relate to life in general.
We are lucky to have a pool, right? If you’re reading this, you probably read the post about how the pool came to be and why we are in possession of a 38 year old gunnite beauty that holds 55,000 gallons of water. That’s right, fifty five thousand gallons. And it has been leaking. A lot.
The leak has been around for years, growing worse each year and costing more in dollars, water and environmental damage. At start up my big plan was to switch it over to a salt water system and dump all our dollars in that hole but it quickly became obvious that we had another hole that needed to be found and filled, the one the water was leaking out of.
For those of you who don’t live in Chesapeake, VA, let it be known that our municipal water fees are astronomical. We run several buildings off of our meter: our home; our barn; a rental maintenance shop; my nephew’s home. Still? We shouldn’t have to pay $400 for each bi-monthly bill to keep all of us clean, the toilets flushed and the horses watered. Seriously. But we do.
Would you want to add filling a pool as large as ours which is leaking out about 3″ of water per day? No? Me either. So we dumped our dollars into that hole and the holes in the concrete patio around the pool which had delaminated and was dangerous to walk on, not to mention ugly.
Sadly, we only realized how bad the leak was AFTER the concrete work had begun. It has taken us weeks to get to the bottom (heh) of the leak problem but I’m hopeful that we have plugged it as of today.
We had a kid with what amounts to a gigantic stethoscope wander all around the pool and tell us that someone was singing opera close by. (Travis? Shhhhh! 😉 He couldn’t find anything. Then we wait, wait, wait for another company recommended by the young man with the giant stethoscope. They come and tell us there’s not enough water in the pool for them to dive and that they don’t care that we can’t run the pump with so little water in there, it has to be cleaned and filled to mid-tile before they can do their work. Fine.
So we, and by we I mean Mark and the kids but mostly Mark, cleaned and filled the pool. Today they came out and dove. We had a hole the size of a quarter in one of the bottom returns and a leak in a skimmer, both of which the lovely, lovely men from American Leak Detection repaired. We are hopeful that this is the end of the leak and that we can now enjoy the chlorine-infested waters for the rest of the summer with no further drama.
We’ll retile and make ‘er salty next year, when have money again.
Note: I highly recommend American Leak Detection’s local store. Despite my whining about how long we waited, in reality it was only a couple of days. They were professional, competent and johnny-on-the-spot.