Thursday, October 1, 2015
They Come in Threes
It is likely true that good things come in threes as well, but do we make note of them?
Of course not.
Bad things we expect will not cross our paths as solo incidents. And that expectation is generally met.
While at the ranch in Lakeview I thought we ran out of propane. We only use it for the range, and the gauge said we had 2/3 of a tank. But when the burner wouldn't stay lit, and the propane switch light went out twice, it seemed the logical conclusion. So we just didn't cook on the range for a few days.
Arriving in Susanville, the tank would only take 4 gallons. Hmmmm.......
Put the question out on a couple forums, got some ideas on what to check. Didn't try any of them. Instead turned the switch on and it stayed on. Burners all worked, not turning off after thirty minutes of cooking. Will have it double checked at our maintenance appointment. Yay, one down.
Cooking breakfast while Bill's in the shower and suddenly there's water running from under the kitchen sink. He is not showering in the kitchen. I'm not doing dishes.
But when the shower is turned off, the water under the sink stops. Hmmmmm........
Given the issue with the sewer line elevation at this park, our first thought is that the problem is related to that. But why didn't the shower back up instead? Bill checks and the hose is empty, as is the grey tank. That end of things seem to be working.
Pull out the trash can and cast iron pots, and see that the elbow has come loose. Oh good, an easy fix! The pipe to the gray tank runs along the back of the kitchen sink and is why the water made it's way where it did. He secures the compression fitting. Do some dishes, run a load of laundry. No more water where it doesn't belong. Yay, two down.
Breakfast includes smoothies this morning and when I pull the honey bear from the pantry it has leaked. A lot.
I immediately see that the nose and tip of one ear are missing. Hmmmmm......
Our first night here the "camp cat" came in the rig for a minute until we put her out. Later Tessa is sniffing like crazy in the corner. We think it's the cat scent, but she is scratching under the dinette and looking at the pantry. I open doors and look with a flashlight but see and hear nothing.
However, the condition of the honey bear and pieces of a dressing bottle wrapper pulled away means it is very likely that what she was after is an unwanted guest. Most probably picked up at the ranch.
So number three is pending extermination and prevention therapy, but it too will be resolved.
It's so nice to know they only happen in threes.......