LilyPipeDreams
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Hi all,
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*DISCLAIMER* SO after typing all of this out, it will be a multi part journey to where I am at today. I haven't really been able to share this much with anyone besides family and my partner (who, to her credit is dealing quite well with my recent 'spending habits' and incredible fascination with this hobby). Plus it let's me express my artistic AND logic mind. Having said that ^^^^, there will be a bit of a foreword that starts this thread and giving a bit of a back story of HOW I got here. Please enjoy
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New to the site and to the aquarium hobby. I haven't posted on forums in probably 15 years, so this is a bit of a journey - plus it will give me an excuse to document this project more than the last. A bit about myself: I've never had a tank until June of this year. I did grow up with them, my father kept a 125 gallon when I was growing up, full of tetras and discus (they co-inhabited pretty well!). Beyond that, I never really had too much of an interest.
Until my partner's 10 gal for her classroom needed a rebuild. She's a Montessori teacher and has always prided herself on having a tank in her class, much to the benefit of the children! I helped her get some of the equipment about 4 years ago and she ran it pretty well. Unfortunately another staff worker didn't keep an eye on some of the kids over a March break camp and pretty much all of the fish ended up getting sick and passing (they fed the poor things paper, among other things). We scrapped the tank because she couldn't bare the thought of getting more fish at the time.
Fast forward to September 2019: she moves to another school and decides that it is the time to start it up again, we head out to the LFS, get some platys and guppies, some live plants and I help her put it together. Still, I'm not overly drawn to it. It was fun helping her out but I suppose it was her project and I had a bunch of other things going on at the time. Unfortunately the plants didn't last too long, but the fish did well and the kids were happy.
Then COVID shuts everything down. She's not able to get into the school. Period. She's assured by the owner that she's taking care of the fish and will hopefully be able to let her back in once everything calms down. That doesn't happen. My partner doesn't have a key and the own doesn't answer her calls for days. They start teaching remotely and still, the owner assures her everything is good.
Around mid-June, school has been cancelled for about a month and a bit by this point. She's now allowed back in (because we were opening up at that time) and comes to find this:

You can tell by the filter pad on the lower right hand corner, how dirty it was . That's no carbon pad. By some miracle, a lone Platy had survived in that mess and while he had a bit of a limp tail fin and what looked like an ulcer, she brought him home, and asked me what we should do. I am now forever changed by my response: "well yeah, let's set it up and see how he does...". Obviously, I wasn't going to let the poor guy kick it. He (or she, could never tell - we called him Lucky) made it through all of that, the very least we could do was help out and give some quality of life.
Plus it was COVID, wasn't like I was spending my time going out anyways.
She got the tank home, cleaned it to like new, put some gravel in and gave Lucky a new home. Now this is where it all went pear-shaped for me. Obviously no inexpensive filter is designed to operate like that, and we had to go out and grab a new one. Did my research, decided on an Aquaclear 20, then decided that I'd get some live plants too. Grabbed some Dwarf Sag, Pennywort and Hornwort. She had some Flourite kicking around, so we did it up!

Oh and we got some driftwood. Plus an airpump (which I idiotically didn't figure that you could have a variable valve for to adjust the flow -_-).
Then I went off the deep end. I bought the Master Tester Kit, started testing the water religiously (which I do once - maybe twice - a week now), thought that my water way TOO hard so I went out and bought a water softener pillow, misread the instructions, ran it twice as long as I should have, brought the water down to like 3gH, freaked out that all of the fish were going to die, put a turtle bone in the tank to add some calcium (now realizing that I could just do a quick 20-25% water change), bought equilibrium, used that. All the while, in theory, the tank is still cycling. So naturally we decided to give Lucky some company, and got a couple more Platys.ead:
Now I know that in future I will be going a fish-less cycle and waiting but honestly, I was testing the water and maybe I missed it, but I was testing and changing the water about 2-3 times a week (small changes) and it never really got that bad. I chalked it up to the plants, adding 'Stage 2' (basically Seachem Stability) religiously and only feeding every second day.
I then did little things like start reading more about water chemistry, learning more about plants, fish habitats and obsessing with what I could add to the tank. I got some Seachem products; first a couple, then a few more, then the whole range. Then I started reading about filter optimization, so I went out, bought more bio media, added a pre-filter and bought myself a background, some rocks - and obviously - some more fish and plants.
I was so torn about what to add. I waffled between a lone Dwarf Gourami or Neon Tetra's. I suppose the Tetra won in the end due to nostalgia. And I was happy that I chose them. Plus we added some Java Fern because I kept reading about it and I was incredibly fascinated with being able to propagate them very readily.

I also got a LED light. Because I figured why not. I needed improve my lighting and needed MORE of it.
Then we lost Lucky.
I came down one afternoon and he was on the bottom of the tank, pale in colour and nearly on his side. He had been so strong, so happy and playful with his new world and new friends. How could it be? Was he just not long for this world? Had he lived his bucket list and could now go sweetly into the night? I called my partner over and we were in shock. I've lost pets before but this was particularly raw. I had put so much time and effort into it and was sure it would succeed. I know eventually all good things must come to an end, but this seemed a bit soon.
I cleaned my hands, and reached down to see if he would stir. As soon as I did, he moved away as quickly as he could. The back 3/4 of his body was immobile. He struggled as mightily as he could to swim to the top using his pectoral fins but only to grow tired and end up falling to the bottom.
After what seems like an eternity, we decided that he should give him the dignity to go and not suffer.
The next few weeks were just like before, testing here and there, making upgrades to the existing equipment (a new heater and digital probe thermometer - and discovering that the old thermo was WAYYYY off and I had the tank at ~81; bring it down to a nice, stable 77.4 over a nice period of time), started to propagate the Java Fern by trying to tie it to the driftwood (NOT easy) and then deciding to buy ANOTHER rock to super glue the developed roots (paying special attention not to glue the rhizome), experimenting with ferts and whatever else caught my fancy.
Oh and I needed MORE plants. I figured I'd buy some Ludwigia Repens and work on that. We then started to finish our space - which mean finishing the kitchenette - which meant re-locating the tank. We decided to re-appropriate an old record cabinet that I had (poorly located which meant I couldn't actually connect and play LP's) and turn it into the new tank station. Oh, and I added ANOTHER piece of driftwood. And a few more Neon's to round it out to 9 in total (I couldn't bring myself to get another Platy after losing the OG).

I drilled some holes in the back (plus one in the wall, I idiotically decided against an outlet on that wall, never intending to need it for a fish tank), removed the separators, and rigged it up nicely:



I watched videos, read articles, tried to take in more - probably a bit obsessively (which is very much me when it comes to new hobbies) - but it was all in the vein of making sure my little world thrived and wanting to build on it and perfect it more. And I changed back to the T8 fixture and got a new 6500K bulb. I wasn't liking the results with the LED. And I got cheap bluetooth timers for the airpump and lights, as well as some aquascaping tools.
But I wanted something more. I wanted a bigger challenge. I felt that with all of things I did with this tank, it was still my partners tank, still the gravel she chose (which I HATE lol) and the plastic rock thing in the back corner that I can't bring myself to remove, and the small nature of it.
Watching these videos with these big, new, shiny, rimless tanks really got me thinking. So I made a dream list and talked it out with her.
It didn't go well. I should have guessed obviously - we were crunched for space, I had put a bunch of cash into this small tank and I tell her I want a 65 gal?! Where does it go? How much is it going to cost? What are we going to do with this one? I try to pitch it to her as a fish rescue - no go. She says "Give it a year. See how you feel about it." So I acquiesce and resign myself to my little 10 gal world.
Then about a week later, she agrees to take a new teaching position. And she's going to need a tank.
And I will leave it at that for now. The next installment (hopefully tomorrow) will bring the second part to this journey and launch into the beginning of my new tank.
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*DISCLAIMER* SO after typing all of this out, it will be a multi part journey to where I am at today. I haven't really been able to share this much with anyone besides family and my partner (who, to her credit is dealing quite well with my recent 'spending habits' and incredible fascination with this hobby). Plus it let's me express my artistic AND logic mind. Having said that ^^^^, there will be a bit of a foreword that starts this thread and giving a bit of a back story of HOW I got here. Please enjoy
--------
New to the site and to the aquarium hobby. I haven't posted on forums in probably 15 years, so this is a bit of a journey - plus it will give me an excuse to document this project more than the last. A bit about myself: I've never had a tank until June of this year. I did grow up with them, my father kept a 125 gallon when I was growing up, full of tetras and discus (they co-inhabited pretty well!). Beyond that, I never really had too much of an interest.
Until my partner's 10 gal for her classroom needed a rebuild. She's a Montessori teacher and has always prided herself on having a tank in her class, much to the benefit of the children! I helped her get some of the equipment about 4 years ago and she ran it pretty well. Unfortunately another staff worker didn't keep an eye on some of the kids over a March break camp and pretty much all of the fish ended up getting sick and passing (they fed the poor things paper, among other things). We scrapped the tank because she couldn't bare the thought of getting more fish at the time.
Fast forward to September 2019: she moves to another school and decides that it is the time to start it up again, we head out to the LFS, get some platys and guppies, some live plants and I help her put it together. Still, I'm not overly drawn to it. It was fun helping her out but I suppose it was her project and I had a bunch of other things going on at the time. Unfortunately the plants didn't last too long, but the fish did well and the kids were happy.
Then COVID shuts everything down. She's not able to get into the school. Period. She's assured by the owner that she's taking care of the fish and will hopefully be able to let her back in once everything calms down. That doesn't happen. My partner doesn't have a key and the own doesn't answer her calls for days. They start teaching remotely and still, the owner assures her everything is good.
Around mid-June, school has been cancelled for about a month and a bit by this point. She's now allowed back in (because we were opening up at that time) and comes to find this:

You can tell by the filter pad on the lower right hand corner, how dirty it was . That's no carbon pad. By some miracle, a lone Platy had survived in that mess and while he had a bit of a limp tail fin and what looked like an ulcer, she brought him home, and asked me what we should do. I am now forever changed by my response: "well yeah, let's set it up and see how he does...". Obviously, I wasn't going to let the poor guy kick it. He (or she, could never tell - we called him Lucky) made it through all of that, the very least we could do was help out and give some quality of life.
Plus it was COVID, wasn't like I was spending my time going out anyways.
She got the tank home, cleaned it to like new, put some gravel in and gave Lucky a new home. Now this is where it all went pear-shaped for me. Obviously no inexpensive filter is designed to operate like that, and we had to go out and grab a new one. Did my research, decided on an Aquaclear 20, then decided that I'd get some live plants too. Grabbed some Dwarf Sag, Pennywort and Hornwort. She had some Flourite kicking around, so we did it up!

Oh and we got some driftwood. Plus an airpump (which I idiotically didn't figure that you could have a variable valve for to adjust the flow -_-).
Then I went off the deep end. I bought the Master Tester Kit, started testing the water religiously (which I do once - maybe twice - a week now), thought that my water way TOO hard so I went out and bought a water softener pillow, misread the instructions, ran it twice as long as I should have, brought the water down to like 3gH, freaked out that all of the fish were going to die, put a turtle bone in the tank to add some calcium (now realizing that I could just do a quick 20-25% water change), bought equilibrium, used that. All the while, in theory, the tank is still cycling. So naturally we decided to give Lucky some company, and got a couple more Platys.ead:
Now I know that in future I will be going a fish-less cycle and waiting but honestly, I was testing the water and maybe I missed it, but I was testing and changing the water about 2-3 times a week (small changes) and it never really got that bad. I chalked it up to the plants, adding 'Stage 2' (basically Seachem Stability) religiously and only feeding every second day.
I then did little things like start reading more about water chemistry, learning more about plants, fish habitats and obsessing with what I could add to the tank. I got some Seachem products; first a couple, then a few more, then the whole range. Then I started reading about filter optimization, so I went out, bought more bio media, added a pre-filter and bought myself a background, some rocks - and obviously - some more fish and plants.
I was so torn about what to add. I waffled between a lone Dwarf Gourami or Neon Tetra's. I suppose the Tetra won in the end due to nostalgia. And I was happy that I chose them. Plus we added some Java Fern because I kept reading about it and I was incredibly fascinated with being able to propagate them very readily.

I also got a LED light. Because I figured why not. I needed improve my lighting and needed MORE of it.
Then we lost Lucky.
I came down one afternoon and he was on the bottom of the tank, pale in colour and nearly on his side. He had been so strong, so happy and playful with his new world and new friends. How could it be? Was he just not long for this world? Had he lived his bucket list and could now go sweetly into the night? I called my partner over and we were in shock. I've lost pets before but this was particularly raw. I had put so much time and effort into it and was sure it would succeed. I know eventually all good things must come to an end, but this seemed a bit soon.
I cleaned my hands, and reached down to see if he would stir. As soon as I did, he moved away as quickly as he could. The back 3/4 of his body was immobile. He struggled as mightily as he could to swim to the top using his pectoral fins but only to grow tired and end up falling to the bottom.
After what seems like an eternity, we decided that he should give him the dignity to go and not suffer.
The next few weeks were just like before, testing here and there, making upgrades to the existing equipment (a new heater and digital probe thermometer - and discovering that the old thermo was WAYYYY off and I had the tank at ~81; bring it down to a nice, stable 77.4 over a nice period of time), started to propagate the Java Fern by trying to tie it to the driftwood (NOT easy) and then deciding to buy ANOTHER rock to super glue the developed roots (paying special attention not to glue the rhizome), experimenting with ferts and whatever else caught my fancy.
Oh and I needed MORE plants. I figured I'd buy some Ludwigia Repens and work on that. We then started to finish our space - which mean finishing the kitchenette - which meant re-locating the tank. We decided to re-appropriate an old record cabinet that I had (poorly located which meant I couldn't actually connect and play LP's) and turn it into the new tank station. Oh, and I added ANOTHER piece of driftwood. And a few more Neon's to round it out to 9 in total (I couldn't bring myself to get another Platy after losing the OG).

I drilled some holes in the back (plus one in the wall, I idiotically decided against an outlet on that wall, never intending to need it for a fish tank), removed the separators, and rigged it up nicely:



I watched videos, read articles, tried to take in more - probably a bit obsessively (which is very much me when it comes to new hobbies) - but it was all in the vein of making sure my little world thrived and wanting to build on it and perfect it more. And I changed back to the T8 fixture and got a new 6500K bulb. I wasn't liking the results with the LED. And I got cheap bluetooth timers for the airpump and lights, as well as some aquascaping tools.
But I wanted something more. I wanted a bigger challenge. I felt that with all of things I did with this tank, it was still my partners tank, still the gravel she chose (which I HATE lol) and the plastic rock thing in the back corner that I can't bring myself to remove, and the small nature of it.
Watching these videos with these big, new, shiny, rimless tanks really got me thinking. So I made a dream list and talked it out with her.
It didn't go well. I should have guessed obviously - we were crunched for space, I had put a bunch of cash into this small tank and I tell her I want a 65 gal?! Where does it go? How much is it going to cost? What are we going to do with this one? I try to pitch it to her as a fish rescue - no go. She says "Give it a year. See how you feel about it." So I acquiesce and resign myself to my little 10 gal world.
Then about a week later, she agrees to take a new teaching position. And she's going to need a tank.
And I will leave it at that for now. The next installment (hopefully tomorrow) will bring the second part to this journey and launch into the beginning of my new tank.