So, yesterday afternoon I'm sitting here reading blogs and watching Dr. Phil, feeling really good that I've gotten so much done. What's that saying, "*Pride goeth before a fall?" I glance over at my couch. Is that water leak line longer than it was before?
I noticed a month or so ago that there was a line, like a salt water line, on the bottom of my couch where it meets the carpet. The first time I used my new shower head, I had it too high and when I got out of the shower, I saw that I had water running from the bathroom, out the door, and down the rig onto the carpet. I assumed the water was wicking up the couch material, re-adjusted the shower head, and that was the end of it.
Today, however, I got down and felt the couch and it was wet. SHOOT! It's one of those jack-knife couches that pulls out into a flat bed, and I have a large storage area under the couch seat. I pulled out the couch partway so I could see under into the storage area, and it was wet. Some of my stuff, my white cowboy boots (I'll probably never wear them again, but still, I love them), some clothes, my sleeping bag.
I took everything out, putting anything wet into a pile for the dumpster. (Shouldn't the person putting things into the dumpster be called the dumpster?) I haven't used any of those things in a year, so I'm sure I won't miss them. Some of the dry things of importance that were saved were the RED cowboy boots, the silk two-piece top and Capri pants - my only dressy clothes, and the cool snowy weather cover up. Also my digital pictures frames.
I put my hair dryer on it for a while, then because I forgot the A/C was on and the circuit breaker tripped, I turned it off, figuring it was hot enough to dry on it's own. I put my little stool between the couch seat and bottom to keep it open so it'll dry. This full-timing is really a two steps forward, one step back.
Katie can't figure out what's going on. She keeps looking at the couch. She likes to lay on it, or on the back of the couch in the sun, and her blanket and toys are in one corner, that's where she eats her treats.
There is a black plug that screws into the top of the tank and it wasn't screwed on tightly. I think I overfilled the tank yesterday morning and caused it to leak out of the plug. That's were the water is coming from - the plug. So I tightened the plug, turned off the park water and turned on my water pump and let some water flow out of the tank. I'll use it all up, and then when I leave here, I'll re-fill it, but not quite so full. I'm hoping that will take care of the problem. But I won't put anything back under there for a while. I want everything totally dry and want to make sure it was just overfilled with a loose plug.
I dried everything I could, and put a towel over the plug. When I checked it later, the towel was dry, so I'm hoping that was the problem. I didn't realize the plug was loose, and I always fill my water until it just starts to come out, but I won't do that anymore. With the plug on tight I hope to be okay.
I learned more about The Palms today. Boy, I'm getting tired of this learning experience stuff. At least this one didn't cost me money, just my white cowboy boots and sleeping bag, and the rest that's now in the dumpster. Is that the way you all learn about your rigs? When there's a problem? My advice to you: you might want to check your plugs.
This morning Tom and Lonni (Weigh To Go, LLC) stopped by to put covers on the tire valve stems that were missing the little covers. He said dirt could get into them, and you always want the covers in place. That was nice of them, certainly something they didn't have to do, and they didn't charge me. Thanks again, Tom and Lonni! :)
Today was laundry day. When I put in a load of laundry, I hop over to the showers to get a shower in one of their really nice bathrooms. Big full length mirrors. So this morning I got all the wash done, the bed stripped and re-made, long, hot shower, and now everything is done for the day. I made a salami and cheese sandwich with chips on the side, and I'm back in full-timing heaven.
* It's actually King James Version, Proverbs 16, " Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a fall." Per my Internet research. :)