At a certain point, you simply have to laugh. Sunday morning I stepped through the kitchen door into the garage, into a puddle of water. Our 7 year-old water heater decided to die, but thankfully, the corrosion came from near the top of the tank (where the copper tubing interfaces in the photo above), so less than a gallon of water was on the floor.
That’s far better than when the water heater in my wife’s apartment in college ruptured at the base in the middle of the night, soaked through our floor, and dumped in excess of 20 gallons of water into our downstairs neighbor’s apartment. She had a lot of stuff ruined.
We lost a bag of kitty litter, a few warm showers, and the ability to use our dishwasher for a few days.
We have a service contract through the local utility company, and so they sent a guy out this morning to take a look at it. He noted that the corrosion is evident on the internal water tank itself (he pulled off the insulation you see hanging on the copper pipe and looked inside the unit), and that the entire unit would have to be replaced.
Unfortunately, we have a direct vent natural gas water heater that they no longer stock, and it could be tomorrow or Wednesday before they get one in and can install it, so it will be sandwiches and takeout and cold showers until then. The service contract picks up about half the cost of the replacement unit, so I’m thankful for the $5 a month we pay for that. We had some issues with the gas unit itself back in the fall, so the $5 a month has been a real blessing that has more than paid for itself.
On the upside: I do have a couple of good employment prospects I’m working thanks to ideas from a couple of you, so now that the wife and dog are healthy, 1 out of 2 vehicles is running, and the water heater is going to be repaired soon, things are looking up!