generally speaking, i am not fond of calling a plumber or electrician. it's not the profession, it's the service charge to come to your house. i don't mind parts and labor but $67 to walk in the door? no thank you. and so, i usually wait until more than one thing explodes before i get anything fixed. today for a four-for.
he fixed my toilet and tightened the seat which is really rather important unless you want to go skidding off into the tub or onto the floor. then he moved on to my clogged sink. yes, i know how to fix it myself but as long as he's here . . . it runs beautifully. not so beautiful was the mess of grunge he felt necessary to share with me. ugh.
and then he moved downstairs and replaced the faucet and a something, something down below that had rusted to smithereens. i don't have to know its name since i'm not a plumber.
so i am all bright and shiny and running. another good day in paradise.
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And since you didn't update this, I will ASSume you are feeling better. Happy, happy on all accounts!
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