Weekend Plans Post: The Sink

About fifteen or sixteen years ago, the kitchen sink got a little bit of a leaky faucet. It wasn’t a huge problem, just… *drip* *drip* *drip*.

If it’s once every 5 minutes or so, you won’t even notice. When it’s once every 10 seconds? Well, you might want to fix it. So Maribou and I went to the hardware store and we picked out a nice little faucet set that matched the old one and we devoted ourselves to swapping it out. We read the instructions, we were very careful, and we somehow managed to get under the sink and reach up behind the tubs and swap stuff out somewhat efficiently. Hey. We did it.

Well, over the last six months or so, the kitchen faucet started doing it again. Every minute became every 10 seconds became every two seconds and we agreed that it was time to order a nice little faucet set from Amazon and we’ll get under the sink again and swap it out, no problem.

Lemme tell ya: I have no idea how we got under the sink. There’s, like, a slat of wood between the cabinet doors and maybe it’d be easy if that wasn’t there but it’s there and it doesn’t move. How did we do this? We contorted ourselves and got towels from the bathroom to use as cushions and we couldn’t even barely tap the bottom of the stuff that we were so able to reach and replace back when the first Iron Man was still in theaters.

So we called a plumber and they sent the young skinny guy and he swapped it out in about 45 minutes and it was covered by the “okay, we’ll go to your house, I guess” fee.

And we discovered that the faucet fixture is almost, not quite, exactly like the old one. The handles are about a centimeter higher than the old handles. The spray thingy has a textured trigger instead of a smooth one. From across the room, it looks identical. Using the sink to do the dishes feels like we’ve swapped universes. Again.

At least the new universe doesn’t have a leaky faucet.

This weekend is the last weekend before Maribou goes up to Canadia to visit family which means that this is the last weekend where I will *NOT* be batching it for a couple of weekends. So I’m sure that we’ll have a handful of little errands that will be important to finish before dropping her off at the airport. Get a couple of the travel-sized kleenex packs, get some of the travel toothpastes, get a pack of Sudafed from the pharmacy and endure light questioning as I hand over my picture ID.

And Sunday Night is Episode 8 of Season 2 of Reacher. So next week’s Weekend post is sorted as well.

So… what’s on your docket?

(Featured image is “What?”. Photo taken by Maribou.)