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It is cold and windy right now, but sunny. I just completed my noontime walk around the downtown, wearing my sunspectacles, and procured for myself some nourishment for lunch. I also stopped at the bank to deposit my federal income tax refund and to withdraw some cash. Yay, money! At present, I would really like to drink some more coffee, but that would violate my policy against drinking coffee after noon. It is 12:11...damn you, coffee policy!
Now, normally when I arrive home from work at the end of the day, I like to relax with a big plate of food, some Netflixed TV program (primarily this one, but sometimes this one), and my knitting. Last night, however, I became not just a little preoccupied with a plumbing matter. Now, I have little skill or know-how regaring most all home handyperson activities. In fact, I am one of those people who will put off something that needs to be done simply because I have no idea how to do it. I won't ask for instructions or for help, I just won't do it. So, for some time, it has been really necessary for me to have some kind of major surgery performed on both my kitchen and bathroom sinks. But me, because of who I am, I just let it get worse and worse. Last night, I randomly decided to wash some dishes...you know, in the kitchen sink. But it was not to be...the clog in the sink was so bad that water was just refusing to go through. Usually, there's a little trickle, or something. No trickle this time.
So, I did what I normally do when I get something totally random and crazy in my head, I went totally bananas. And without consulting anyone with plumbing expertise, or even asking my landlady if it would be okay if I did this myself, I hitched up my shirt sleeves (actually, I was wearing a tank top) and I plumbed. What an interesting experience!...plumbing! I admit, I had no idea the kind of sludge that was involved with plumbing...pretty gross! And the hair clots!...nasty! But what a thrill, PLUMBING! I took apart all of the pipes and knocked the sludge and hair clots out of them and then I put the pipes back where they belonged. Now I have sinks that don't clog. I am the world's most amazing plumber!, except without the butt crack.
After this episode, I walked Joshua over to the YMCA and stood there while he got himself a membership application. We all know how I like to have a lot of opinions about what other people do with themselves, and Josh getting a YMCA membership is something I have been anything but silent about.