The Home Improves
Rather unexpectedly, a new home improvement project popped up.
Remember a while back I posted about our street getting new water pipes and there was a leak, yada yada? At the time, I ran all our faucets to clean out any sand or debris that may have gotten in.
Except one. Our kitchen faucet had a water purifier attached to the spigot, and it never occurred to me to take it off to run the faucet clean. I know, black belt in retard, right? Today it finally dawned on me that the slow water pressure and annoying lack if water in general from the kitchen sink might...just might have something to do with that. We took it apart, and sure enough…Debris. And yellow water. And “oh Lord, thank you that we haven’t died of cholera by now!!!”
Back when we bought the house, we meant to replace that whole faucet anyway. We even bought one, and borrowed that odd wrench from my dad, and had good intentions.
So today, we stood there looking at this old faucet of death and destruction, half disassembled already, and thought “time to do it.”
After reading the instructions I realized it was a very simple procedure.
A goes in M, followed by L being twisted and B, C, and D attached to S, J and some other letters they were just making up because they ran out.
What was NOT an easy task, was removing the old faucet. It was stubborn. It didn’t really want to go. Corrosion, rust, sludge, it had a happy home. It took some muscle and ingenuity (provided by Shannon) and some determination and dexterity (Yours truly) to get that darned thing apart. Lets just say there was some general banging the heavenly hash out of it, and then when that failed, the drill with a large bit was put to use and we just drilled it apart.
I’m sure Ella thought we’d lost our minds and were coming after her next.
But finally, I turned on the valves. Oh crap, turn off the valves…replace one of the corroded hoses…yay, no leaking!! And this beautiful sight was before us:
Ignore the stained sink…I have to get some of that CLR stuff or something cause I left one of those metal scrubby things sit overnight – big mistake. Lesson learned.
I’m so pleased. That old faucet was a bane to my existence. And when you include my having supplied some stupidity to the faucet situation, I’m really surprised we’re not dead, or worse.
Now, What would be worse than death? Please discuss.