Last night Vince escorted me to Home Depot for some plumbing bits. He helped me pick out a new shower head, and a nozzle thingy for the kitchen sink.
Oh I was super excited to get that shower head on. I stepped into the tub and went to turn the old head off. The metal was corroded and it just kind of flopped off leaving half of the attachment stuck the pipe. I realized (too late) that I'd left my wrench at the old apartment), and heck, I'm not even sure a wrench will do it. Maybe I need to buy some of that CLR stuff and douse it?
Anyhow, so this morning I took a shower straight from the pipe. It felt like a beach shower--too fast and too hard but oddly refreshing.
There was a time when this would have turned me into a stressed-out basket case. Not now. Now it amuses me.
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