An interior monologue from me (and sometimes the wife).
- Our garbage disposal was making noise and dying (again) so I spend the first part of the holiday weekend under the kitchen sink replacing it. Definitely not the way I had planned to kick off the weekend.
- The starter on my trimmer is broken and, for some reason, the parts needed to fix it aren’t available online even though they are common repair items. So, I’ll have to take it at the “authorized service center” and leave it for what otherwise would be a very basic repair.
- The supply hose and associated fittings for the automatic chlorine feeder to our swimming pool also broke. So, the simple task of adding chlorine to the reservoir became yet another repair. That’s kinda how the weekend went.
- Even though it rained some, The Wife and I were able to row every day over the long weekend. And, for us, any warm spring day on the water is a good day. So, it was still a good weekend.
I love getting under the sink and somehow getting arms around the dammed piece of wood that’s between the two doors…never a comfortable position. Plumbing and me don’t mix well. Electricity and wiring I do fine…plumbing…not so much.
Old Guy: We’ve got a reverse osmosis filter and tank under the kitchen sink so there is even less room. This latest one is guaranteed for 4 years. We’ll see how long it lasts.