Tyler desperately wanted me to title this post “I’ve Got Gas.” What a romantic.
The Pedersen Homestead is nothing if not the kind of place that wrecks hearts and spirits on certain days. And finally, it broke someone else’s spirit. Black Hills Energy.
Let me take you back.
Before our lovely land and home was even purchased, I put a call into the gas company, Black Hills Energy. The house was previously run on propane and we wanted to see if there was anyway we could tie into natural gas. The answer was an astounding yes. Of course we could tie into the gas line across the street from our home.
But….it’s gonna cost a pretty penny.
The cost wasn’t horrific, considering we’d have to buy a whole propane tank and fill it if we didn’t have natural gas run to the house. And over the long run, it would certainly be less expensive than propane. Just more money upfront.
So, we scheduled the gas man to come out and get things started in May.
They are almost finished. It’s the first week in October.
The gas man surveyed the area and said they could probably have a line run (after they have everything ready) in less than a day. They do this thing all the time, dig trenches and hook people up to the gas line, they brought in the heavy equipment, they did this type of thing all the time.
Ha. Our homestead proved them wrong.
They could not get the gas line trenched and run in a day. They could not get the gas line trenched and run in one week. No, just as everything else that happens with this house, it took time. We are approaching the end of the second week of gas work and it’s almost ready.
“I’m glad I’m not the only one who can’t adequately predict the troubles with this property.” Said Tyler with a sly smile as we surveyed the damage after the first day of trial and error on the part of the the gas company.
You know what T? Me too. Me too.