Which is great because our kitchen sink started leaking and jobs like this are always easier when it's cold and rainy. I knew how to replace the drain, but I went to You-Tube just to see how easy it will be. Anyway, I had a half gallon of Plumbers Putty left over from installing the faucet and I thought all I needed was the special wrench. I went to Lowes and got the spanner for ten bucks. I noticed the wrench had a cutout to insert a socket wrench. It came to me that I could actually use it in its plastic package and then return it. Unfortunately, removing the old drain wasn't at all like the You-Tube video. First, I told CP I needed her for a minute to keep the drain from spinning while I removed the locking ring without removing the wrench from the package. I showed CP how to insert the plier handle into the drain and place the hammer handle through the slot for leverage. That's when we went off the You-Tube script.
Around here we measure DIY projects on the "Your Sister's @#%" scale. CP estimates how many times I will mumble "Your Sister's @#%" before we are done. I thought this job wouldn't even rise to that occasion. It seems that ten years of crud had sort of welded the locking ring to the drain. I tried WD-40, then I gave up on that and used a hammer and punch on the ring and got it to budge about a half inch. All this time CP is up top with the pliers and a stick trying to hold the drain from turning. At one point I think her feet were coming off the floor. That's when I heard her mumble "Your Sister's @#%." That's when I knew I was finally rubbing off on her.
I told CP I needed a torch to heat up the ring. Since I'm now living the dream of condo life I no longer have my propane torch. However, I did have Marianne's creme brulee butane torch she left here ten years ago. After about thirty seconds of torch the ring broke free. After all this I just couldn't put that corroded drain back in, so I went back to Lowes and bought a new one.
Without You-Tube who knows how many "YSA's" it would have taken. After thirty-two years CP has learned how to use my stress relieving mantras.
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LOL.
With Tom home for a couple of weeks, I've deemed the holidays as "time to paint the bathroom and change out the floor. I don't even want to think the adages those two will use when they start work on that linoleum.
Babba... your quotes are a little more flavored than my comments. Mary hates it when I call the stubborn item "You Rotter!" or "Piece of JUNK!"
Now she wants me to redo the bathroom linoleum. I hate undoing something I've installed years back. I generally put them in to stay.... .
I was wondering whether if this phrase was just a local Bronx expression. I did find a definition: a thing you shout during an intense game of bocce to pysch out the other team. My friends never played bocce, but they did snap off a lot bolts on intake manifolds.
Hey! I didn't "leave" my creme brulee torch at your house! You guys wouldn't let me take it to Indiana because, "You'll probably burn your house down."
Can I have it now that I have a husband?
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