March 24, 2009

The idea that the various plumbers and fix-it men might be out of my hair yesterday got me through a very long day. Turns out–naturally–that NOTHING was done, one job proving too costly and complicated to do in one day, and for the other the guys just didn’t bother to come. The plumber is facing original equipment on the house–older than I am– which has denatured, disintegrated, which was fixed badly long ago or hasn’t been up to code in thirty years. I do not envy his time rolling around in the crawl space. The electric plug fix-it guys are milking a simple job into the second week.