jpsloan
Well-Known Member
Almost, anyway.
So, the SWMBO and child went down south to visit relatives, leaving me here on my own. First mistake.
I then decide to surprise her by replacing the kitchen sink and faucet, since the old one had developed a slow leak and was so bowed down that you couldn't set a glass in it without it falling over. Second mistake.
I look up on the OMG INTARWEBZ to see how to do it myself. The videos... they made it look so easy. So simple. A retarded monkey tripping balls on acid could do it. Consulting the internet... third mistake.
I buy the sink, the faucet, the pvc pipes, various odds and ends. I bring it home. I get to work. The theory was sound until I started trying to undo what was there. It wasn't budging. Not even a little. I crack out the hacksaw, and start cutting pipe out. So far so good. I manage to spend a half-hour cramming a new pipe into the hole in the wall. I manage to get everything set in the countertop. Screwed together. One finger's bleeding, I have this godless ichor that dripped out of the old plumbing up my jeans leg, my other hand is covered in silicone, there's water on the floor, and my blood pressure is somewhere in the mid 200's. But it was hooked up.
Then I try to run water through it.
Drip. Drip. Drip.
I try to fix it.
drip drip drip drip drip
I drain the water, and sleep on it. Next morning, I buy more parts and try to fix it.
dripdripdripdripdripdripdrip
Forty-eight hours later, I've just hired a plumber to come out on Friday to fix my mess. It'll cost at least again what I've already put into it, but I'm chalking that up as tuition for this semester in the school of life.
I may never graduate.
So, the SWMBO and child went down south to visit relatives, leaving me here on my own. First mistake.
I then decide to surprise her by replacing the kitchen sink and faucet, since the old one had developed a slow leak and was so bowed down that you couldn't set a glass in it without it falling over. Second mistake.
I look up on the OMG INTARWEBZ to see how to do it myself. The videos... they made it look so easy. So simple. A retarded monkey tripping balls on acid could do it. Consulting the internet... third mistake.
I buy the sink, the faucet, the pvc pipes, various odds and ends. I bring it home. I get to work. The theory was sound until I started trying to undo what was there. It wasn't budging. Not even a little. I crack out the hacksaw, and start cutting pipe out. So far so good. I manage to spend a half-hour cramming a new pipe into the hole in the wall. I manage to get everything set in the countertop. Screwed together. One finger's bleeding, I have this godless ichor that dripped out of the old plumbing up my jeans leg, my other hand is covered in silicone, there's water on the floor, and my blood pressure is somewhere in the mid 200's. But it was hooked up.
Then I try to run water through it.
Drip. Drip. Drip.
I try to fix it.
drip drip drip drip drip
I drain the water, and sleep on it. Next morning, I buy more parts and try to fix it.
dripdripdripdripdripdripdrip
Forty-eight hours later, I've just hired a plumber to come out on Friday to fix my mess. It'll cost at least again what I've already put into it, but I'm chalking that up as tuition for this semester in the school of life.
I may never graduate.