Me and the heater

I’ve spent many hours installing an oil heater (OH). I’ve had this unit for three winters and it has always behaved perfectly. But me and OH moved in March and OH has been hanging out on the back porch waiting to be installed in the big house.

My neighbors came over and moved the 200 gal. oil tank into place on Sunday. So yesterday I made a trip to the local hardware store buying a 2-1/2 in. hole-saw drill bit and brass compressions fittings for copper pipe. I broke out my bad-boy electric drill, loaded the new bit and promptly drilled a huge hole in an outside wall. Between the interior wall and the exterior wall was nada. No insulation. Hmmm.

I got the exhaust pipe fittings installed on the second attempt. I drilled another hole for the 3/8” copper pipe and discovered to my frustration that I’d drilled on the wrong side of the exhaust pipe. Hey, I had a job interview in the morning and blame it for addling my brain… At that point I called it a day.

First thing this morning I drilled a NEW hole for 3/8” copper pipe. Note to self – buy some plugging material at the hardware store for the first hole… Attached the compression fittings to the copper pipe using all runnels on hand plus two more I bought on second trip to hardware store. I have to relearn this task each and every time I do a plumbing project.

I ran the copper pipe outside to the tank (my brother was very impressed that I could do this on my own). In the rain with wet, smelly dogs underfoot. Put away all the outside tools and equipment. Plugged in OH – clicked the “ON” button – lit right up. Then sang the “error, error, error” song.

I probably have to bleed the bleedin line of air bubbles.

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injaynesworld said…
Girlfriend, I am rockin' impressed!
Tue Nov 17, 01:08:00 PM
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