I believe that I left you with the power on, but the dishwasher and sinks and finally the bathtub backing up. I called our friend who is our plumber, who, bless his heart, came right over. He and hubby stood outside, looking underground for the septic pump. Thank goodness, finding it didn’t take long…then came the digging, probing, more digging…finally the pump was exposed…and so was the first part of the problem. I called in the septic pumpers who, amazingly, on this day of no electricity for most, trees down on houses and roads and driveways, were out at our house within a couple of hours. They dug some more, then pumped out the septic tank and we were back in business! The plumber ordered a new pump, we draped tarps over the holes in our yard and away we all went. We are still looking for an electrician (they are all swamped) to bring us up to new code for power to the pump, but we had water again!
And then the power went out again…I could have just cried. I hopped on my iPhone, logged in the outage (again), watched the promised rainstorm arrive and thrive and went to bed. Later that night, I got a call from CMP double-checking that my power really was out…at first, she wanted me to walk up the driveway, in the dark, in the pouring rain, to see if the breaker had popped on our power pedestal. I nicely explained that that wasn’t happening, so she communicated with our box remotely, only to find out that we, indeed, did not have power. She said the line folks would be out the next day (Friday) to see what there was to see.
And Friday, the linemen came. According to CMP’s website, at one point we were the only place without power in our town. First came the scout, a handsome young man in a big truck, who need information on our setup. He then went back to work with the line folks. We took a walk, checked out more of the property, when who should come down the driveway but the handsome young man in the CMP truck, who said our power was back on. They couldn’t see anything wrong with anything to have tripped our power out again, but suggested the scenario may have involved a squirrel who just might have met an untimely death.
So, Friday we had power again and we had septic function…who could ask for more? Oh, and the handsome young man in the CMP truck swore to me that we shouldn’t lose our power again from THIS storm. And here it is, Sunday, and we still have power! YIPPEE!!