You are living with a saltwater addict, if you observe any of the following:
- Your addict has more PVC than the average plumber.
- Your addict saves bits and pieces of this and that, just in case it might come in handy someday.
- Your addict has plastic bins of parts which may or may not even be related to his hobby.
- Your addict has a coral and shell graveyard, possible even grave markers for favorite fish in the backyard.
- Your addict has a collection of powerheads, chillers and heaters, some may even work.
- Note: if you are the mate and understood that, you too, are in trouble, a closet tank nut.
- Your addict proudly owns fish traps, nets, and even a hospital tank.
- Your addict has taken over closets, garage space, kitchen cupboards, and maybe even the laundry room with supplies and equipment.
- Your addict has run out of names to give the aquarium menagerie and has now named them after family members with peculiar mannerisms.
- Your addict has never finished a week without visiting a couple of fish stores.
- Your addict loves those drawings held at aquatic meetings and fully celebrates winning that $10 coral after spending $60 on tickets.
- Your addict has become a scientist of sorts. The tank area is also home to beakers, syringes, test tubes, sponges, magnifiers and cutting tools.
- Your addict now speaks a different language, using terms such as No2, No3, Po4, frag, meq, par, lps, sps, softies, fuzzy sticks, etc.
- Your addict now has a designated area for buckets of all sizes but refuses to use it.
