Two things for today …
Okay, maybe three.
One: I’m not Mir, this is Otto writing.
Two: Mir IS the bargain queen, but there are consequences. As you know, she’s been renovating this and repairing that around the house. This morning, we hopped into my old truck and headed to the local Everything You Ever Need For Your Home store to pick up more stuff.
On the list:
- Five feet of counter top
- Bathroom sink and faucet
- Metal dryer venting
- Hangers for metal dryer venting
- Screws to attach hangers for metal dryer venting
Not officially on the list but tucked into the back of our minds was a new kitchen faucet. The old one works – turn the handle, out pours water. But to shut it off, you had to move it just to the right of center and up a little. After years of doing it, everyone in this household has it down pat.
As we walked in to the store and heard the birds chirping, there it was – the discount stuff. Tons of it – chipped sinks, half of a toilet, opened box everything. And amidst the piles of debris, The Pretty One finds it. A beautiful Italian brushed aluminum all-in-one kitchen faucet and sprayer.
Based on others we saw in the new section moments later, I’m guessing this was a $200 faucet. Open box, marked down 83%. She grabbed it and off we went.
At home, as the contractors went back to work on … well, everything, we loaded up the old truck with cardboard and fence posts to haul to the dump. (Where, it should be noted, the town charges – AHEM – $0.10 a pound. Four stiles and three lightly-cemented posts cost $26 to dispose of. I am in the wrong business.)
At home again, the kids returned from school and I started pulling the old faucet out. After much twisting and banging of knuckles, I discovered the sink would come out with the old, rusty faucet attached. It probably took seven minutes to dismantle the old faucet with the sink on the kitchen floor. (Five of which may have been spent talking Mir down off a cliff as she found her sink in the middle of the tiled floor.)
The new faucet went in rather easily, excepting a return trip to the local Everything You Ever Need For Your Home store for the things that broke as they were being taken out.
Drop the sink in, redo the connections, tighten one to alleviate a little leak and there it was – a nice new faucet with a pull out sprayer and a usable soap dispenser.
And then we noticed – the handle was crooked.
So, apart it all came. And the end conclusion – the reason it was a $34 faucet was because it had been cast wrong and there was no way to straighten it out.
Some days, you get what you pay for, I suppose.
Regardless, the sink no longer needs a nudge to the right to stop dripping. It looks pretty cool, too. Though Mir keeps walking by the cliff …
Three (Remember, there are three things to talk about): The Pretty One has been picking on my habit of signing off on comments with, “Otto out.” She informed me this evening that some celebrity does this on television and insinuated that I need to stop trying to be trendy.
I quickly corrected her – amongst my many very geeky traits is the fact that, at 29, I got my FCC amateur radio license. And that’s one of the ways we sign off.
(For the record, while I like having it and enjoy talking with other hams (that’s what we’re called, really), I only use it for working automobile races.) (Really.)
So, with that …