Kinda wish now I hadn't....the stuff that was down in there...Ugh!
But it had to be done....
was cheaper than calling a plumber...
and better than pestering friends (again) for what was a simple fix.
(I'll save your stomach and not post a picture of what the plug looked like when I pulled it out.)
After looking under the sink for the 10th time, I figured out I just
needed to unscrew the lever from the back of the drain under the sink to
remove it from the plug valve thingy (yeah, I know....not the correct
terminology) allowing me to lift it up and out of the drain. Now I
know how to fix it in case it ever happens again.
My husband was a carpenter and handyman.
He could fix anything and everything.
He was so talented!
Every time something needs fixed around the house,
it reminds me he's no longer here.
I miss him so much!
Because he's not here, I'm learning how to do some of the maintenance myself....
- The other day, I finished the grout work my wonderful husband was not able to complete.
- I also re-painted the stucco which had been started but never finished.
- I've learned how to cut angles for trim and baseboard.
- And I've learned how to caulk...perhaps not perfect but it's done.
- I've installed towel rings and toilet paper holders
- And put together bookshelves and storage cubes
I realized I had learned a lot more from him than what I thought I had.
While it is nice to know I can do these things, my heart aches longingly for him each time I have to undertake one of these projects.....alone....without him.
