After firing up the weed eater and knocking the backyard growth down, I got the weed sprayer out and when I got to the front yard I noticed a problem with the little cement vault that the water meter lives in out by the street.
The water meter was replaced with a smart meter a few months ago. Now, an issue with the water line that leads to the meter has occurred. The water line has sprung a leak.
I took a chance and called Tucson Water. Someone was working the emergency line (even on a Sunday afternoon, how amazing!) and said they'd send someone over this evening to see why the little cement vault was now drowning in it's own juices.
A really nice guy showed up about an hour later and determined that the water line that leads to the meter has been compromised somehow. He also said that it's on "the city's side". That translates to good news for Anthony's mom (who owns the house we rent) since it means the city gets to bear the cost of repair. He told me that he'd do up a work order and it's likely they'll have to cut into the pavement in the street to get to the part of the line that is leaking so it can be repaired.
In the meantime, he did turn the water back on so Anthony could still take his hundred showers a day (that may be a slight exaggeration, but only slight) and I can flush my poop.
It turned out that it was a good thing I did the yard work today or I wouldn't have noticed the leak for a period of time. I don't go to that part of the yard very often. There isn't much to do out by the curb except the occasional spraying of weeds.
|The little cement vault that holds|
the water meter had sprung a leak
|Close up view to show the water|
leaking from underneath it
|It's a little wet|
|I stuck my finger in to show how|
deep it is.
Sounds like a date I've had.