My name is Scratchy, and I will be no help at all in this story.
At some point within the past year, our dishwasher started leaking.
Neither Bill nor I have plumbing or electrical skillz, really, besides knowing how to shut off breaker switches and press "play" on the stereo or "start" on the stove.
Okay, we're not that useless, but still, we're not pros.
And the bad thing about that is that pros generally cost money.
Money we'd rather spend on cooler things like pressure canners or skiis.
And I said, months and months ago, that I'd rather just hand wash the dishes than pay someone gobs of money to fix the thing! Besides, maybe I could figure out how to fix it myself!
And time has gone on and on and on and on...and I'm finally sick of washing the dishes - all the dishes - by hand.
I know, it's not all THAT exciting. Unless you're us. Unless you live in this house. The handle of our old kitchen sink faucet broke some time ago - back at the beginning of the summer, maybe, or late spring, right when we were gearing up for our big PAINT THE HOUSE extravaganza. So we… Continue reading New Faucet
As you may (or may not) remember, a big part of our summer was spent scraping, sanding, repairing, shingling, and (finally) painting our house and garage.
Actually, we’re still not done. The project took much longer than we naively anticipated. Maybe we should have known better.
Well, working on the house continues. The sprayer we bought is well worth the money spent in terms of time saved and sanity retained. Here's the status update, for any of you interested...