Bob Wright
Hawkeye
Last Monday Nita complained that our kitchen faucets were dripping. No problem, take the stems out, drive down to the hardware store and replace the washers, come home and reassemble.
So, today temperatures were supposed to be low eighties, so work in the yard. Mowed front and back yards, but before final edging and trimming, Nita said the faucets are now trickling out at a steady stream.
So, take the faucets out and the washers don't seem to be the problem. Back to the hardware store where I diagnose the problem as I see it. The inner barrels seem to be the problem. Back to the hardware store for the barrels. They don't have what I need, but recommend a plumbing supply store just down the road. There I find the barrels, which have the gasket factory installed, so must buy whole assembly. Solid brass, and at around $10 each, not too bad, so I get both hot and cold sides. Also while there I notice toilet seats, which we need replaced also. So leave the store with faucet parts and new toilet seat. ( New toilet is sort of brand new looking sort of like mother of pearl.)
Now a man wants to polish up my headlight lens, polishes one, against my protests, says he can have both done when I come out of the store, twenty bucks each side. I'm in a hurry, and don't have the money for that. Sure enough he does both headlights while I'm in the store. Again I tell him I don't want his service. I drive off with him gesturing and cussing standing in the street.
I get home and rebuild my kitchen faucets. When the water is turned on, NO DRIPS! Then into the bathroom and replace the toilet seat and lid. Hardest part of that job is getting to the bolts that hold the seat on the fixture.
Then a hot shower and kick back in the recliner. I'm a little tired, sort of ache a little, but squeaky clean and Nita is proud of me! What more could a man ask? Well, at least without mentioning Rugers.
Bob Wright
So, today temperatures were supposed to be low eighties, so work in the yard. Mowed front and back yards, but before final edging and trimming, Nita said the faucets are now trickling out at a steady stream.
So, take the faucets out and the washers don't seem to be the problem. Back to the hardware store where I diagnose the problem as I see it. The inner barrels seem to be the problem. Back to the hardware store for the barrels. They don't have what I need, but recommend a plumbing supply store just down the road. There I find the barrels, which have the gasket factory installed, so must buy whole assembly. Solid brass, and at around $10 each, not too bad, so I get both hot and cold sides. Also while there I notice toilet seats, which we need replaced also. So leave the store with faucet parts and new toilet seat. ( New toilet is sort of brand new looking sort of like mother of pearl.)
Now a man wants to polish up my headlight lens, polishes one, against my protests, says he can have both done when I come out of the store, twenty bucks each side. I'm in a hurry, and don't have the money for that. Sure enough he does both headlights while I'm in the store. Again I tell him I don't want his service. I drive off with him gesturing and cussing standing in the street.
I get home and rebuild my kitchen faucets. When the water is turned on, NO DRIPS! Then into the bathroom and replace the toilet seat and lid. Hardest part of that job is getting to the bolts that hold the seat on the fixture.
Then a hot shower and kick back in the recliner. I'm a little tired, sort of ache a little, but squeaky clean and Nita is proud of me! What more could a man ask? Well, at least without mentioning Rugers.
Bob Wright
