10/01/2024
The Round House where we have lived for the past few weeks is an odd structure probably treasured more for its unique design than any hint of practicality.
I have been told that it started life as a pump station for the railroad to get water from the lake.
That must have been a pretty big pump because the house is about 25 feet across.
It feels like the inside of a large grain silo when you are standing in it.
Another feature is that you are right on the water. There is a deck just outside the window but you don't see it. You just see the waves rolling in like you are on a boat.
The biggest oddity is how the sewer works.
It probably is beneath the dignity of such noble people as one would find here to mention that some things roll down hill.
Because the house is six feet below the road, there is a necessity for something to happen to make those things roll uphill.
That happens through a couple of pumps.
The first pump is under the kitchen sink. It is a fairly silent affair that pushes the dish water up about four feet to the grinder pump.
The second consideration is that the bathroom is a small space about four steps up from the rest of the house.
Any consumption of water, either by sink, toilet, or shower, is followed a few seconds later by the grinder pump kicking in.
It isn't a loud pump, it sounds a bit like a garage door opener.
It is, however, a persistent pump.
It goes off every single time water is used in the house.
It is a sound that is both comforting and disconcerting.
Comforting, because you know that your foul nuisances are being ground up and shoved down to the main sewer pipe in the middle of the street.
Disconcerting, because you know how absolutely dependent you are on electricity.
I have no idea what our life would be like in a power outage.
One should not be forced into spending too much time in this life being reminded that it is not good to be at the bottom of the pile when some things roll downhill.