We hated base housing with a passion. We had heard some negative things about it before and after we moved in, but it was really the only affordable option we had when we moved here. At first things were great, but then our neighbors got mean and we experienced some other issues and we just weren't saving money like we wanted to. So, we had started to look around for cheaper places but we couldn't find anything. We basically gave up and just said oh well, and Brandon deployed and there was no way I was moving by myself. A couple months before Brandon got home, the missionaries called and told me they had met a couple who were moving and were selling their mobile home for really cheap. I agreed to take a look, but in my mind there was no way I was buying a trailer! But, after going and looking and long story short, and after some small miracles, we decided we were buying it. I bought the trailer and Brandon got home shortly after. The couple moved out, and we got out of base housing and into our new little home within a couple of days.
Given, it's a trailer, so it's far from perfect. But we love it. It's small, cozy, and we have a large area for Kilo to run and play in. Not to mention we're FINALLY saving money! We've done a little to fix it up here and there; deep cleaning, re-caulking the tub, etc., but had no real issues until a couple of weeks ago. We jumped in the shower and when Brandon tried to turn it off, it wouldn't turn off all the way. And it wasn't just water that wouldn't turn off, it was the HOT water! So, crap. We started Googling what our issue could be, but knew that we really have to turn off our water source so that the water didn't keep running. We looked everywhere on the internet and apparently nobody knows where the stupid main water supply is on a 1977 trailer. Finally we discovered it was most likely by the water heater, but we didn't know where that stupid thing was either. After looking around, we discovered it is hidden behind 3 sheds about about a 5-foot thick wall of a pokey blackberry bush. Brandon dressed in the proper attire, and went adventuring to access the water heater.
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| See? Proper Attire! |
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| Ah! There's the water heater! |
He reached it and..... No main water supply turn off handle! So, back to looking for just the water source. We looked EVERYWHERE and could not find it. (Mind you this whole incident took place around 1:00 pm on a Saturday. Brandon had finally gotten a 4-day weekend and we were SO excited to get up and go do something!) So finally we just decided whatever, it's like 10:00 at night, it's dark and we've been going at this all day. So we went and got dinner and when we came back, we took Kilo out to go potty one last time for the night. While out there, we decided to lift up this metal bucket that is upside down on the grass, just to see, right? After pulling out some spider infested insulation, we see it. The handle for the water source! Buuutttt... It was totally covered in spider webs and from what we could see, pretty rusted. So we decided it could wait till the morning. After all, we don't pay our water bill, and by now all the stores in the area were closed so we couldn't fix it anyway.
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| Obviously, the main water supply source is in here! |
Morning rolled around and Brandon got up to work on the problem. He got inside the gross, spider infested bucket and turned the water off. However, we still weren't really sure why the water wouldn't turn off in the first place, so I called the most handy man I know, my daddy! He told us what the problem was, and how to fix it. So Brandon started to take the faucet apart, and went off to Home Depot to get the appropriate parts! He came back and got all manly and handy and fixed it all up, better than new!
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| I didn't even have to hire a plumber to get the crack! I don't know why he's in the Navy. We clearly found his true calling. |
We had to sit and laugh because we hadn't showered since Saturday morning, and been out digging in the dirt, sweating, trying to find our water source, and fixing the stupid tub. Needless to say, the first thing we did was shower.
We've had quite a few adventures in this little trailer so far. We have crazy neighbors who call their children "Dimbleweed" and "Whiney tit", and threaten to call Animal Control on us if we hurt our dog when we're outside trying to get him to come inside. Apparently running after our dog and trying to tackle him because he's way smarter and faster than us is considered animal abuse. Whatever.
I guess every day is a new adventure when you live in a trailer park!
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