ATW in 45. #5

Daya are running together already. That’s a good thing. Not doing much different each day is working too.

Last night I was awake from 230 to 530. That’s always fun. I have no magic pills with me. So I read a book till I was finally tired enough to sleep. I should mention, I hate suffering from insomnia. I once had it so bad I did not sleep for 3 and a half nights. So when I can’t sleep I always have that in the back of my mind.

In spite of the above I got up at the regular time. Coffee, gruel for all. The usual. Big morning of tools and cursing planned. Remember the faucet? Today is install day. Just as soon as I get fed and showered.

I would tell you the faucet on Twinnie’s sink has been in place 40 years. I love nuts frozen into place. Locked into brittle pipes that break when you touch them. Ya, fun for all girls and boys. So I gathered all my tools, all new parts, went next door while praying this would be one and done. No problems. Please, god. Well, I had no real problems. Took about an hour. Halt. Need to replace washers on the supply lines. I have the washers. Problem. Design of existing supply lines does not allow for replacement of said washers. Fuck. Off to the hardware store. Spend $14 for new brides steel lines. Washers in place. Back to house. Install lines. Turn on the water. Spend 10 minutes cleaning the aerator. Works like a charm. No leaks. (has not leaked in two days now). Time for basking in the warm glow of a job well done.

Today is one of those days where you lose track of whatever it was you did. I can not remember my entire afternoon. It’s Lost.

I can tell you that we went over to the in laws for dinner. We prepared ribs. Way better than Beth’s. Emilys are awesome. I am sure all of you will be happy to hear I got my portable bar out of the attic, restocked as needed and put it into service. First night tonight. I made several different cocktails – daiquiri, whisky sour, old fashion, Moscow mule, just to get warmed up. The season is just starting.

After dinner we stopped at Giffords on our way home. I had there strawberry shortcake, fabulous!, Emily had a caramel pistachio sundae. Very good.

As busy as the day was, we had to go to bed.