the vase is found

There it is.  While we were looking for something else misplaced, we were searching around the house with flashlights, thinking and thinking.   Then I picked up that suitcase and thought it felt very heavy for an empty suitcase.  I unzipped it and voila.

This was put into the suitcase while we were putting away Thanksgiving decorations, putting up the Christmas tree, and incidentally also done with our trips to the cabin for the winter.  So I put it in my suitcase where it would be safe and not crushed, and rushing around that day, don't remember doing it.  

But there you go.

And while we were doing this, I casually mentioned to Jay that there was water on the floor behind the boiler.   He was immediately alert.  Was that clogged gutter that always leaks into the basement doing that?  Nah, too far awy.  Was the chimney leaking? Nah, doubt it. Has never leaked before.

He ran downstairs and inspected the pump on the back of the boiler and looked at the gauge.  No lost pressure.  That's not it.

Then he looked at the water heater--the pretty new water heater.  The first water heater was old when we moved in and lasted for almost 30 more years.   But this one is still shiny, out of the wrapper new looking, except it is not. It was leaking like crazy.

So new water heater time.

Thanks, lost vase.

Onward.   Love, Val