Yes, that’s an extension cord running out of the cover. The problem is the buried electric service to the pump. In the spring, it looks like we’ll have another round of digging on the property to fix it.
Would that I had one (staff, that is): I think I would start with a housecleaner. Wouldn’t that be nice? Or maybe a weeder, or a poison-ivy eradicator. But I’ll turn the compost piles myself, thanks.
But this is an interesting thing. Perhaps it is simply the kindness of neighbors, or life in a small town…I am not sure what it is. Our old house, though, has a series of repair guys (always guys) who seem to like to work unpaid.
This is a photo of our septic tank cover. It’s a bizarre system: we have clay soil, so we cannot expect the waste water to seep into the ground, so it’s pumped up, instead, to sand-filled Mont Merde, where it (hopefully) evaporates. So there is a pump down there under this cover that pumps the waste water up to Mont Merde, a pump that keeps tripping out the breaker first, and, once the breaker gets reset, it blows itself out! And keeps getting replaced for free. The only way we know the thing isn’t working is that the light in our powder room doesn’t turn on: it shares (not my idea) the same circuit as the pump.
And today our heating guy came and fixed our boiler again. For free. Somehow, this oil-fired boiler’s fuel pump (see? we have a pump theme going here) gets clogged, and the thermostat won’t kick the boiler on. We only know this because…well, it suddenly feels a LOT colder in here than it is normally. So we call and he comes.
The well guy works this same way: he came back twice just to make sure ours was working. And our electrician has come out a couple of times too since we had the upstairs rewired. So I scratch my head. I am not, you know, upset that these guys don’t want payment; they are standing by their work, after all, and are just doing what needs to be done. As a business model, though, this method is probably not taught at Wharton or Harvard Business School. Or is it?