Greywater.

Sep. 28th, 2007 04:56 pm
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We just got the letter telling us we'll get a $500 rebate on our water bills on account of putting in our greywater system. Although speaking of which, 10B just had to tinker with it on account of a blockage where there most definitely should not be a blockage.

More about greywater systems )

Greywater.

Sep. 28th, 2007 04:56 pm
splodgenoodles: (Default)
We just got the letter telling us we'll get a $500 rebate on our water bills on account of putting in our greywater system. Although speaking of which, 10B just had to tinker with it on account of a blockage where there most definitely should not be a blockage.

More about greywater systems )
splodgenoodles: (Lady Penelope's does her thing)
Last time I was here I was fuming about humanity and planning to ring up the electrician and be self-righteous at him, on account of both the greywater system and the router working fine before his arrival but strangely failing after his departure. (And after I'd paid cash and totally failed to ask for the Certificate of Compliance they're supposed to give you. Which, as you might have surmised, he totally failed to give me.)

I am very glad I restrained myself, because after much poking and prodding of the greywater system, 10B cleaned both the filters, not just the one you're supposed to rinse once a week(which rather needed it too), and then it started working.

Yes that's right. Our greywater was too filthy for our greywater system.

So we've now pretty much established that the once-weekly filter needs to be cleaned more often, hopefully on account of having a washing machine that doesn't have a lint filter and not because we are disgusting vile grubby human beings who shed way too much hair.

To this end I won't be hanging shit on the electician but in the interests of bolstering my flagging self-esteem I will maintain that he magically trashed our router but I can't prove it because it's a conspiracy.

~~~

In other news, I've already used up this week's magic beans traipsing round the countryside and catching up with old friends (waves to [livejournal.com profile] xanni_au, although I'm still vaguely optimistic that I'll manage dinner with Mum-In-Law in a few day's time and that I'll be properly recharged by the weekend.

~~~

And I'm sure you're all dying to see a big long list of my ideal careers, really keen, maybe almost as keen as I've been to read about yours(and yours...and yours...and yours...), but I'll just cut to the chase and say it turns out I'd really like a career that means I get to do the things I like to do and that I consider interesting and satisfying.

Quelle surprise.

And maybe zomg too, eleven.
splodgenoodles: (Lady Penelope's does her thing)
Last time I was here I was fuming about humanity and planning to ring up the electrician and be self-righteous at him, on account of both the greywater system and the router working fine before his arrival but strangely failing after his departure. (And after I'd paid cash and totally failed to ask for the Certificate of Compliance they're supposed to give you. Which, as you might have surmised, he totally failed to give me.)

I am very glad I restrained myself, because after much poking and prodding of the greywater system, 10B cleaned both the filters, not just the one you're supposed to rinse once a week(which rather needed it too), and then it started working.

Yes that's right. Our greywater was too filthy for our greywater system.

So we've now pretty much established that the once-weekly filter needs to be cleaned more often, hopefully on account of having a washing machine that doesn't have a lint filter and not because we are disgusting vile grubby human beings who shed way too much hair.

To this end I won't be hanging shit on the electician but in the interests of bolstering my flagging self-esteem I will maintain that he magically trashed our router but I can't prove it because it's a conspiracy.

~~~

In other news, I've already used up this week's magic beans traipsing round the countryside and catching up with old friends (waves to [livejournal.com profile] xanni_au, although I'm still vaguely optimistic that I'll manage dinner with Mum-In-Law in a few day's time and that I'll be properly recharged by the weekend.

~~~

And I'm sure you're all dying to see a big long list of my ideal careers, really keen, maybe almost as keen as I've been to read about yours(and yours...and yours...and yours...), but I'll just cut to the chase and say it turns out I'd really like a career that means I get to do the things I like to do and that I consider interesting and satisfying.

Quelle surprise.

And maybe zomg too, eleven.

Blah

Sep. 13th, 2007 11:46 pm
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The electrician came today. The plumbers connected our greywater up fine, but of course we had extension cords running all over the place and lying on the ground and stuff, so we needed someone to tidy that mess up and make it safe.

He did that. So fucking safe it doesn't actually work. I've no idea how he did it - the power point he installed works fine, so whatever he's done he's done to the greywater system itself.

I am not happy.

Especially not now the weather's warming up and it's really starting to matter and I'm now just itching to get the rest of the yard hooked up to it as well.

If this turns out to be a long fangled process, I'm going to cry. I'm really going to bloody cry. It has taken so long from purchase of the bloody thing to actually switching it on and having a quarter of the garden sorted out. I thought it was going to take three weeks, max.

It's springtime already.

I hate home improvements. This should have been easy. And actually, it is easy but since I can't do stuff myself, I have to rely on Other People, and that trick never works. And while the steps are always perfectly clear, there's an infinite number of little messups that happen along the way and if you aren't well enough to play coordinator, boss people around and do at least some of it yourself(and I'm not), you're screwed.

Oh and the wireless router died. I don't know how he managed that as well, but it was working fine before he turned the power off. It just didn't come back on again after he turned the power back on again and I didn't realise until he'd gone. So I'm on 10B's computer and everything feels wrong and looks funny.

Yes I'll be calling him tomorrow. I'm not quite sure what I'll say if he tries to charge me money for coming back though. The greywater was working okay yesterday, so I don't feel I should have to pay a thing.

I assume the router is just coincidence, although it now occurs to me I might want to check other appliances in case he managed to cause a power surge.

~~~

At least dinner was nice.

Blah

Sep. 13th, 2007 11:46 pm
splodgenoodles: (Default)
The electrician came today. The plumbers connected our greywater up fine, but of course we had extension cords running all over the place and lying on the ground and stuff, so we needed someone to tidy that mess up and make it safe.

He did that. So fucking safe it doesn't actually work. I've no idea how he did it - the power point he installed works fine, so whatever he's done he's done to the greywater system itself.

I am not happy.

Especially not now the weather's warming up and it's really starting to matter and I'm now just itching to get the rest of the yard hooked up to it as well.

If this turns out to be a long fangled process, I'm going to cry. I'm really going to bloody cry. It has taken so long from purchase of the bloody thing to actually switching it on and having a quarter of the garden sorted out. I thought it was going to take three weeks, max.

It's springtime already.

I hate home improvements. This should have been easy. And actually, it is easy but since I can't do stuff myself, I have to rely on Other People, and that trick never works. And while the steps are always perfectly clear, there's an infinite number of little messups that happen along the way and if you aren't well enough to play coordinator, boss people around and do at least some of it yourself(and I'm not), you're screwed.

Oh and the wireless router died. I don't know how he managed that as well, but it was working fine before he turned the power off. It just didn't come back on again after he turned the power back on again and I didn't realise until he'd gone. So I'm on 10B's computer and everything feels wrong and looks funny.

Yes I'll be calling him tomorrow. I'm not quite sure what I'll say if he tries to charge me money for coming back though. The greywater was working okay yesterday, so I don't feel I should have to pay a thing.

I assume the router is just coincidence, although it now occurs to me I might want to check other appliances in case he managed to cause a power surge.

~~~

At least dinner was nice.
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Yesterday I got up to water the front garden from 7-8AM. (For those who haven't been paying attention, we are in the middle of the worst drought we've ever had and there's no sign of it ending - in fact it's kind of getting scary - and at the moment we have fairly severe water restrictions). Fortunately I did not have to think, just sit there with a hose, a cup of tea and a profound sensation of blerginess. Oh, and strew Blood And Bone and Dynamic Lifter everywhere, which was my motivation for being up at that hour waving the hose around. I'm hoping that if I can do this a few more times, I'll have the trees adequately fertilised within a couple of weeks and then the greywater can do the rest. I hope so, anyway - yesterday was a bit of a stretch for Everyone's Favourite Noodle and I am reluctant to impose further on 10B on account of having a list of things a mile long that I want him to do, right at the start of the busy season.

I sincerely doubt we'll be allowed to water gardens with mains water at all after 30 September, but most of my tree feeding should be done now anyway.

After hosing, fertilising, then hosing again for an hour yesterday and still not having watered it in to my liking by the time the siren went(figuratively speaking) at 8AM, I have decided to give up on Blood And Bone and just use Dynamic Lifter pellets and/or whatever old manure I can lay my hands on. The likelihood of burning plants because I haven't got time to water it in properly is too much. Dynamic Lifter still needs watering in, but it's not actually going to hurt your plants if you can't water so thoroughly.

~~~

Oh and I'm worried about the local birds: they love to scratch over the mulch in search of food and, I suspect, moisture (or possibly it's just that you find more food in the damp bits). Anyway, the damp bits in the backyard are now damp on account of grey water. This is quite possibly not healthy for birds, but there's not really a lot I can do about it. We do have water dishes of various shapes and sizes round the place, but clearly they aren't what is wanted.

To this end I am wondering if perhaps I should develop a kind of mini-bog for them: one spot away from plants that gets a bucket of clean water a day and is kept well covered with mulchy goodness. I could even throw in some worms now and again.

~~~

But on the plus side, yesterday two green-breasted Rosellas stopped by to snack on our gum tree, and today we had a bird that looks initially like a brown blackbird but with a speckled breast and a smooth beak (I think) rather like a nectar eater. I've seen it before I'd not noticed the beak and I'm buggered if I know what it is. This is on top of a couple of other native bird species that already seem very grateful for the tree's presence, and an increasingly interested possum. (And no, I didn't get photos on account of racing out with the camera to realise the memory was full and no, I haven't looked all of them up yet either.)

And that's why you plant native trees, people! If you plant them, they will come.
splodgenoodles: (Default)
Yesterday I got up to water the front garden from 7-8AM. (For those who haven't been paying attention, we are in the middle of the worst drought we've ever had and there's no sign of it ending - in fact it's kind of getting scary - and at the moment we have fairly severe water restrictions). Fortunately I did not have to think, just sit there with a hose, a cup of tea and a profound sensation of blerginess. Oh, and strew Blood And Bone and Dynamic Lifter everywhere, which was my motivation for being up at that hour waving the hose around. I'm hoping that if I can do this a few more times, I'll have the trees adequately fertilised within a couple of weeks and then the greywater can do the rest. I hope so, anyway - yesterday was a bit of a stretch for Everyone's Favourite Noodle and I am reluctant to impose further on 10B on account of having a list of things a mile long that I want him to do, right at the start of the busy season.

I sincerely doubt we'll be allowed to water gardens with mains water at all after 30 September, but most of my tree feeding should be done now anyway.

After hosing, fertilising, then hosing again for an hour yesterday and still not having watered it in to my liking by the time the siren went(figuratively speaking) at 8AM, I have decided to give up on Blood And Bone and just use Dynamic Lifter pellets and/or whatever old manure I can lay my hands on. The likelihood of burning plants because I haven't got time to water it in properly is too much. Dynamic Lifter still needs watering in, but it's not actually going to hurt your plants if you can't water so thoroughly.

~~~

Oh and I'm worried about the local birds: they love to scratch over the mulch in search of food and, I suspect, moisture (or possibly it's just that you find more food in the damp bits). Anyway, the damp bits in the backyard are now damp on account of grey water. This is quite possibly not healthy for birds, but there's not really a lot I can do about it. We do have water dishes of various shapes and sizes round the place, but clearly they aren't what is wanted.

To this end I am wondering if perhaps I should develop a kind of mini-bog for them: one spot away from plants that gets a bucket of clean water a day and is kept well covered with mulchy goodness. I could even throw in some worms now and again.

~~~

But on the plus side, yesterday two green-breasted Rosellas stopped by to snack on our gum tree, and today we had a bird that looks initially like a brown blackbird but with a speckled breast and a smooth beak (I think) rather like a nectar eater. I've seen it before I'd not noticed the beak and I'm buggered if I know what it is. This is on top of a couple of other native bird species that already seem very grateful for the tree's presence, and an increasingly interested possum. (And no, I didn't get photos on account of racing out with the camera to realise the memory was full and no, I haven't looked all of them up yet either.)

And that's why you plant native trees, people! If you plant them, they will come.
splodgenoodles: (Lady Penelope's car.)
With our new greywater system we got a list of detergents that won't kill plants, which is nice because I like my plants.

About 100 laundry detergents are rated according to both phosphorous and sodium content and the details can be found here.

There's quite a number of products to choose from and the ones with the least crap are all liquids. We're using Earth Choice and so far it's fine for the laundry and nothing's dead yet.

~~~

But just for the record, I often think my life would work a lot better if I was willing to be evil and thanks to this list I think I've finally found a way that won't involve human sacrific and/or get me arrested.

All that needs to happen is that I need to take advantage of the following facts about the average person and their buying habits:
1. they would like to do the right thing;
2. they don't have the time or knowledge to do all the research on all the things they're trying to get right;
3. in such a situation, all they've got left to go on is the big writing on the front of the things they buy.

To that end, I'm wondering if there's anyway of employing the skilled folk in various marketing departments to do some work for me.

The people responsible for Aware Ecosensitive, Back to Basics and Planet Ark are all in the running, but are beaten by the folk who came up with Bushland Concentrate. This product has the fourth highest level of sodium from a list of about 100 brands. That's fucking brilliant.

However, the winners of the contract have to be the soulless demons who developed Cold Power Advanced Rainforest, for having a product with identical amounts of sodium and more phosphorous than plain old Cold Power Advanced.

Yes, I know words like 'rainforest', 'bushland' and 'aware' in product names don't technically mean anything, but that's the whole point because you know as well as Vance Packard, George Orwell and every politician's spin doctor that ever lived that it bloody well untechnically means everything.

Evil cynical bastards, come on down and make me rich!




I'm guessing we sign the contracts in blood.
splodgenoodles: (Lady Penelope's car.)
With our new greywater system we got a list of detergents that won't kill plants, which is nice because I like my plants.

About 100 laundry detergents are rated according to both phosphorous and sodium content and the details can be found here.

There's quite a number of products to choose from and the ones with the least crap are all liquids. We're using Earth Choice and so far it's fine for the laundry and nothing's dead yet.

~~~

But just for the record, I often think my life would work a lot better if I was willing to be evil and thanks to this list I think I've finally found a way that won't involve human sacrific and/or get me arrested.

All that needs to happen is that I need to take advantage of the following facts about the average person and their buying habits:
1. they would like to do the right thing;
2. they don't have the time or knowledge to do all the research on all the things they're trying to get right;
3. in such a situation, all they've got left to go on is the big writing on the front of the things they buy.

To that end, I'm wondering if there's anyway of employing the skilled folk in various marketing departments to do some work for me.

The people responsible for Aware Ecosensitive, Back to Basics and Planet Ark are all in the running, but are beaten by the folk who came up with Bushland Concentrate. This product has the fourth highest level of sodium from a list of about 100 brands. That's fucking brilliant.

However, the winners of the contract have to be the soulless demons who developed Cold Power Advanced Rainforest, for having a product with identical amounts of sodium and more phosphorous than plain old Cold Power Advanced.

Yes, I know words like 'rainforest', 'bushland' and 'aware' in product names don't technically mean anything, but that's the whole point because you know as well as Vance Packard, George Orwell and every politician's spin doctor that ever lived that it bloody well untechnically means everything.

Evil cynical bastards, come on down and make me rich!




I'm guessing we sign the contracts in blood.
splodgenoodles: (dance!)
Greywater system is up and running!

Looks like it's going to need a bit more tweaking, but basically - it's working.

I'm a happy Noodle.
splodgenoodles: (dance!)
Greywater system is up and running!

Looks like it's going to need a bit more tweaking, but basically - it's working.

I'm a happy Noodle.
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Mmmmmm. Beautiful, beautiful rain. Except 10B did come home all cold and wet. Weekend and overnight rain is best for the care of your favourite Jim.

Memo to self: do not attempt more than one unplanned act of exertion per day. Really, just don't.

Last night we had pho and afterwards I walked to [livejournal.com profile] mrsbrown's place. That was pretty impressive I thought.

Oh and while we're all getting excited about that, I also went out on Saturday to warm the lovely new home of [livejournal.com profile] doushkasmum and [livejournal.com profile] sacred_chao and celebrate their engagement. I did okay I think, with occasional breaths of fresh air to clear my head. (I now hang out with the smokers). Friday people came over here for wood-fired pizza oven goodness but I was pretty knocked out so I flaked out in the study and accepted visits of 1-2 people at a time. Which was actually very nice in it's own way.

Today I went on a (fairly easy) shopping trip with carer (the last one - I've decided I can probably manage on my own now), but then foolishly decided to get a bundle of papers ready for C*ntrelink and attempt to post them before five. Things went downhill at that point.

You would think I had learnt by now. Nope. In fact, I've unlearnt. If I'm not knocked down by CFS symptoms, I simply keep going until I am. It's like by having really bad responses to exertion, I've lost my capacity to notice normal responses and normal warning signs. So unless I make a very deliberate effort, I ignore normal tiredness and sleepiness and I find it incredibly hard to do things like pace myself or even sit down to get my breath back and have lunch like a normal person would do. And I'm sleepy today (bad night last night) so my judgement was more impaired than usual on these matters. Foolish!

Tomorrow we plan to drive to Ballarat to pick up our greywater system. It's a long time since I've been out of town or even in a car for that long. This is a big trip for me and I'm looking forward to it.

So right now I should probably rest. A lot. And maybe scarf some codeine for my achey body.
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Mmmmmm. Beautiful, beautiful rain. Except 10B did come home all cold and wet. Weekend and overnight rain is best for the care of your favourite Jim.

Memo to self: do not attempt more than one unplanned act of exertion per day. Really, just don't.

Last night we had pho and afterwards I walked to [livejournal.com profile] mrsbrown's place. That was pretty impressive I thought.

Oh and while we're all getting excited about that, I also went out on Saturday to warm the lovely new home of [livejournal.com profile] doushkasmum and [livejournal.com profile] sacred_chao and celebrate their engagement. I did okay I think, with occasional breaths of fresh air to clear my head. (I now hang out with the smokers). Friday people came over here for wood-fired pizza oven goodness but I was pretty knocked out so I flaked out in the study and accepted visits of 1-2 people at a time. Which was actually very nice in it's own way.

Today I went on a (fairly easy) shopping trip with carer (the last one - I've decided I can probably manage on my own now), but then foolishly decided to get a bundle of papers ready for C*ntrelink and attempt to post them before five. Things went downhill at that point.

You would think I had learnt by now. Nope. In fact, I've unlearnt. If I'm not knocked down by CFS symptoms, I simply keep going until I am. It's like by having really bad responses to exertion, I've lost my capacity to notice normal responses and normal warning signs. So unless I make a very deliberate effort, I ignore normal tiredness and sleepiness and I find it incredibly hard to do things like pace myself or even sit down to get my breath back and have lunch like a normal person would do. And I'm sleepy today (bad night last night) so my judgement was more impaired than usual on these matters. Foolish!

Tomorrow we plan to drive to Ballarat to pick up our greywater system. It's a long time since I've been out of town or even in a car for that long. This is a big trip for me and I'm looking forward to it.

So right now I should probably rest. A lot. And maybe scarf some codeine for my achey body.

Awake.

May. 28th, 2007 06:20 am
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I've slept really well. I went to bed early. Yay.

I'm now sitting in the study, naked. A few minutes ago I opened the back door to check on OutsideCat. It's slightly chilly but not uncomfortably so. The Bureau is predicting 'a shower or two' and 19.

It's May.

I should be bitching about the cold. In fact, even though I'm awake I should be in bed huddled up against 10B, with the cat on top of us both, because it's so fucking cold.

It's eerie having heat and warmth with the miniscule amounts of sunlight we're getting. And it's that golden winter sunlight that I simply don't associate with heat.

The long range forecasts are not bleak, but they've not been bleak for a while now and the weather's still fucked. It seems people are hoping for a La Nina to bring above-average rain, but given we were already in drought and on water restrictions when last year's El Nino popped up (ie - we were already in a drought when the harbinger of drought came along), I'm not sure it's going to make a whole lot of difference. We'll need a few years of La Ninas. Not bloody likely.

I've had volunteer tomatoes sprouting. And sweet corn. But then stuff just dies because there's no water.

I wonder if the main focus of our lives will end up being not all our little hopes and activities and aspirations, but how to survive in the face of the biggest disaster in human history.

I used to think if this happened it would be because of war. Hmmm. Always claimed to have been environmentally aware and all that, but didn't quite see it catching up this fast or right now.

Am even more flabbergasted at people doing the whole 'we can't adopt green strategies because they're bad for the economy' line. Have they looked outside lately? bugger all water = bugger all economy.

Actually no, scrub that. bugger all water = a very good economy if you happen to control what water there is.

Cynical, moi?

Awake.

May. 28th, 2007 06:20 am
splodgenoodles: (Default)
I've slept really well. I went to bed early. Yay.

I'm now sitting in the study, naked. A few minutes ago I opened the back door to check on OutsideCat. It's slightly chilly but not uncomfortably so. The Bureau is predicting 'a shower or two' and 19.

It's May.

I should be bitching about the cold. In fact, even though I'm awake I should be in bed huddled up against 10B, with the cat on top of us both, because it's so fucking cold.

It's eerie having heat and warmth with the miniscule amounts of sunlight we're getting. And it's that golden winter sunlight that I simply don't associate with heat.

The long range forecasts are not bleak, but they've not been bleak for a while now and the weather's still fucked. It seems people are hoping for a La Nina to bring above-average rain, but given we were already in drought and on water restrictions when last year's El Nino popped up (ie - we were already in a drought when the harbinger of drought came along), I'm not sure it's going to make a whole lot of difference. We'll need a few years of La Ninas. Not bloody likely.

I've had volunteer tomatoes sprouting. And sweet corn. But then stuff just dies because there's no water.

I wonder if the main focus of our lives will end up being not all our little hopes and activities and aspirations, but how to survive in the face of the biggest disaster in human history.

I used to think if this happened it would be because of war. Hmmm. Always claimed to have been environmentally aware and all that, but didn't quite see it catching up this fast or right now.

Am even more flabbergasted at people doing the whole 'we can't adopt green strategies because they're bad for the economy' line. Have they looked outside lately? bugger all water = bugger all economy.

Actually no, scrub that. bugger all water = a very good economy if you happen to control what water there is.

Cynical, moi?

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