The plumbing comments got me... jeez, what misery it is under a kitchen sink... the cabinetry hitting the back all wrong, contorting to see what the heck you're doing, making hands and arms bend in ways they were not meant to, raising the upper back and neck by muscle power alone with no support and then getting crap loose that needed to be tight a long time ago and now is really tight... all to discover the many incompatibilities of new replacement plumbing bits and pieces with antiquated stuff in the old house you're living in. Back and forth to the hardware.
I rank the experience right up there with lying under a truck in sub zero temps, with rust and grease falling into your eyes, hair and mouth fighting rusted nuts and bolts which are as likely to break as to come loose. How do you spell "fun"?
There is a certain pleasure in watching someone else struggle with the problem as you wait with coffee cup in one hand and checkbook in the other. "Done yet?"
SB
I rank the experience right up there with lying under a truck in sub zero temps, with rust and grease falling into your eyes, hair and mouth fighting rusted nuts and bolts which are as likely to break as to come loose. How do you spell "fun"?
There is a certain pleasure in watching someone else struggle with the problem as you wait with coffee cup in one hand and checkbook in the other. "Done yet?"
SB