I weed-wacked around our wellhead before the well guy arrived. I wanted it to look pretty for him. (Read about our dry well here.) But he never looked at the well. When Dave arrived, he went inside our house to diagnose our equipment. Ten minutes later, we had water.
Don’t assume the worst.
The worst:
Your brain has a mind of its own.
When bad things happen, you think the worst. I do. A headache is brain cancer. The car makes a strange noise, we need to trade it before it blows up. People are whispering, they’re saying bad things about me.
I assume the worst when there’s no water at the spigot. I told Dave the well was dry. He said, “Tell me the history of your well.” He didn’t assume the worst.
Our well has served us over 30 years. It’s never gone dry, even in the driest years. We run it dry occasionally when we abuse it. But it always comes back in a couple hours. When I told him the well was reliable, he said, “It’s pretty unusual for a well to just stop working.”
I concluded the worst. By the time the well guy arrived, I had figured out how to fit the drilling rig between the pool and the garage. I figured he would drill our 80’ well deeper.
I already called a water company about delivering a storage tank.
The well is fine. The pressure gauge is broken. When it didn’t rise, I shut the pump off.
What to do when you assume the worst:
#1. When something goes wrong look for the simplest solution. Check the power cord when your computer doesn’t boot up.
#2. Assume the best until proven otherwise.
#3. Check the gauges. What are you measuring and are your measurements accurate? Maybe your expectations are wacky.
What do you do when you assume the worst?
What are some symptoms of assuming the worst?
Still curious: