I feel like I have been worried about my kitchen sink forever. First it was little winged bugs that would fly up through the drain in cold weather. I combated them with lots of hot water and a drain cleaner especially for the purpose, but it was a temporary fix because the bugs were coming in from somewhere.
Then it was the leaky pipes under my sink. I taped it up myself (and did a pretty good job, if I do say so myself) and put a bucket down there. but I knew it wasn't a forever fix, either.
Who would replace those pipes? I have a handyman I trust, but not a plumber. Would it be expensive and time-consuming? Would this plumber I don't even know have to turn off the water for the whole building? Will there be famine and pestilence? Really, I was spinning out of control.
I'm such an odd duck. In my previous professional life, I could make consequential decisions on the spot, at the head of the table, with all eyes on me. I was confident and didn't hesitate. But this homeowner shit! It perplexes and vexes me!
The plumber was here for just 90 minutes. The bill came in at the
midpoint of the estimate. Now I have a kitchen sink with no cracks for bugs and no
leaks, and a plumber I can trust if something else goes wrong.
I am happy that it's done. I am happy that it ended well. I am happy I can relax.
Happy August Happiness Challenge!