Rob only sees fit to post when he feels he has had the upper hand in something. Obviously, he posts so infrequently nowadays as it's been a while since he's gotten that upper hand. ;)

He did a nice thing for me this weekend, which I neglected to mention and I know he was looking in my journal for it. He installed a new faucet in the kitchen. While he was at it (because he couldn't figure out any other way around it) he put in a new disposal after breaking something on the old one.

The faucet looks nice, especially as it doesn't have a little hairline crack in it like the old one did, which caused it to spray out a fine mist whenever it was used. The new one pulls out to double as a spray hose and has a single handle for temperature regulation. Very spiffy.

Of course, there was the usual trauma and mayhem surrounding the installation. Rob got the new hoses to connect the water supply and found that one of them was damaged, so he surveyed the area and determined that all he needed to do was exchange that one for a good one. After the exchange, we get the rest of it put together and Rob finds out that he bought the wrong sized hoses anyway, so he needed another trip to the store.

As we flipped the sink over with all its bits and pieces, I asked him if he had used plumber's putty around the new disposal's connection to the sink. I'd put some around the edge of the sink itself, but Rob had put together all the other parts. "Oh, that stuff? No, it said to but it has this rubber seal thing so I don't think we need it," said my husband.

If we have another drought in Washington this year, you'll know it was caused by all the water wasted in Sheepville for the want of plumber's putty.

Rob only sees fit to post when he feels he has had the upper hand in something. Obviously, he posts so infrequently nowadays as it's been a while since he's gotten that upper hand. ;)

He did a nice thing for me this weekend, which I neglected to mention and I know he was looking in my journal for it. He installed a new faucet in the kitchen. While he was at it (because he couldn't figure out any other way around it) he put in a new disposal after breaking something on the old one.

The faucet looks nice, especially as it doesn't have a little hairline crack in it like the old one did, which caused it to spray out a fine mist whenever it was used. The new one pulls out to double as a spray hose and has a single handle for temperature regulation. Very spiffy.

Of course, there was the usual trauma and mayhem surrounding the installation. Rob got the new hoses to connect the water supply and found that one of them was damaged, so he surveyed the area and determined that all he needed to do was exchange that one for a good one. After the exchange, we get the rest of it put together and Rob finds out that he bought the wrong sized hoses anyway, so he needed another trip to the store.

As we flipped the sink over with all its bits and pieces, I asked him if he had used plumber's putty around the new disposal's connection to the sink. I'd put some around the edge of the sink itself, but Rob had put together all the other parts. "Oh, that stuff? No, it said to but it has this rubber seal thing so I don't think we need it," said my husband.

If we have another drought in Washington this year, you'll know it was caused by all the water wasted in Sheepville for the want of plumber's putty.