366 days

Well here I am one leap year out from purchasing my house. Wow. I am still standing and have not gone under. It has been interesting at times, with no renters to renters who fight and are a major pain. The torment of hearing objects slam and scrap across all wooden floor above your head, thinking how much will that groove take to get out when they move out. How good of a job did they really do painting. Is there anything left of the walls? The realization that they will not share the burden of shoveling even when they are laid off all winter and have nothing to do. To trimming trees and then having the blasted roots invade the pipes causing a sewage backup into the house. Do you suppose windows that don't keep water at bay will retain the winter heat? My electric bill says otherwise. So just before the year mark I finally added curtains to my stairwell window, I am sure my neighbors are happy about that seeing as the closet is on the opposite side of the stairs as my bathroom.....I'll let you draw your own conclusions.... I started my bravery in interior plumbing on the bathroom sink, figuring at the least I could use the kitchen sink if all went to gushing. Besides if complete failure happened dad had already demonstated where the main water shut off to the house was during a previous plumping fatality in the closet/laundry room. I have buckets and mops for just that sort of emergency, which don't seem to be all the infrequent. "God loves me" see previous posts for an explanation. So after a year of cold face washes just before bedtime in a chilly basement and the dead of winter I finally took time to get the hot water side to quit leaking somewhere around warmer spring time, all the same what bliss. In my elation of being an excellent plumber I jumped to the shower. I did heed my dad's advice as to start the project with plenty of time to go to the fix store and this was good. There I was in my third fix-it store of the day, standing alone in the parts isle scratching my head and trying to figure it out just what to do with the shower piece in my hand, trying my best to look like a distressed damsel. this act amounted to a hill of beans as no one came by for 20 or more minutes. I even walked the entire store looking for someone. Now I have to tell ya I was a little worried about showering as I didn't have a back up one in the kitchen......and it was getting close to closing time, dad's words on repeat in my head. I brain stormed everything, from a new head which I couldn't find in a 3/4" size so then I thought I would try a find a 3/4 to 1/2 reducer, but that didn't come out of the magic hat either but I did get a nice bunny, or not. So finally Alex came along and we guessed at the O ring size for the inside of the nut that screws into the wall part. I got home and magically the O ring fit on that piece sticking out of the wall not the nut at the end of the shower head. Good Grief! It amounted to a lot of frustration and that first fix it store guy had me way off track! Grr obviously he was more worried about the Overtime than finding me the solution. All plumbing projects have been put on hold indefinitely. Those drippy faucets will just have to fill the dirty pots to soak while I am at work, ha take that dirty dishes, see a great excuse to procrastinate the dishes too.