My husband landed in hot water with me this week and the story is pretty amusing (as told by me naturally) so I thought I'd share it.
On Monday I heard the strangest noise coming from the basement. I was upstairs in the kitchen at the time. I went down to investigate and traced it to the hot water heater. Bang, bang, bang. Alarmed, I called my husband to come down right away. He looked it over and announced that it was just the pilot light. Unconvinced, I pointed out that in the fifteen years we have lived in our house, I had never heard such a racket. C'mon, if your spouse who's HARD OF HEARING notices the noise from another floor of the house, it has to be quite loud, right? Hubby was unconcerned.
That evening my son announced his bathwater looked yellow like pee. Eewww. My bath after his was the same. When I told my husband about it, he said "The hydrants are probably being flushed." At 9:00 at night?
The next day I noticed water on the floor next to the water heater. I dutifully pointed that out to my better half. He said that was normal overflow and not a problem. I moved a container underneath the pipe he said the water had come from and resolved to check back on it.
The following morning when I took a shower there was no hot water. I mentioned that to my dear husband. I think he still didn't believe me because he started running water in the kitchen sink. Grrr. I looked downstairs in the basement. The container under the pipe was dry while the floor all around was wet. Aha! I brought my sweetheart downstairs to see. He turned to me and said, "We need a new water heater."