The other day, when I was cleaning my workbench and my tools, I apparently misplaced one of my favorite Klein screwdrivers. Either that or one of the dust gnomes has run off with it. What a prize. It's been AWOL for some time now. The point is not that I don't have other screwdrivers. It's just that this particular one is the one I reach for most often. So it's having gone missing is a bother. But no worries. It'll reappear at some point down the track, probably when least expected. And it will be right there. Where I left it!
Yesterday afforded time to remove more of the previously exposed wall studs and some of the rouge electrical wiring from the south west part of the basement. Hardly worth documenting in pictures, but progress nonetheless. Today, among other tasks demanding attention, I need to attend to a leaky drain pipe under the kitchen sink. Looks like when Bill and I redid all of the drains and installed the new food disposer we got the threads off by one between the existing copper drain and the new plastic compression fitting. So it's off to the hardware store for a new compression fitting. My plumbing projects are measured in trips to the hardware store. Today's will be my third for this one! This morning I'll also be reprogramming the new Honeywell digital setback thermostat I installed a few days ago. Having used it for a while, we now have a better understanding of the temps we desire at different times of the day. It replaces a woefully inaccurate classic Honeywell round with mercury switch. Proper disposal will likely prove an adventure.
I wonder if I'll find my missing screwdriver at the hardware store?
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What I want to know is,
are you getting the proper permits???
I wish I had your missing screwdriver, because then I would mail it to you in a padded envelope, and when you received it you would wonder, "What could this be?", and you would open it and find a long-lost treasure you never expected, and then you would squeal with glee and Fletcher and Audrey would cock their heads in wonder at just what is making their Dad so happy.
At least that's how I felt when I opened that package from SD containing hardware for my beloved Huon armoire.
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