Sunday, January 18, 2009

Moving right along

Here's another good news, bad news deal for you. Everything seems to be going ok with the repairs. That's the good news. The bad news is that it's boring to read about. What kind of a story is it where everything works out? Oh well. I can't help you there. You're going to have to put a hole in your own drain pipe if you want a story worth telling. Go ahead, do it. I'll wait right here....
Now that you've got your leak started, I'll let you know how to fix yours. As luck would have it, the leak WAS on the lower part of the drain pipe, accessible from below without having to go into the ceiling. There was a gouge in it when it was installed, so I'd like to meet the guy who put it in knowing it would leak. I was able to stop it with one glob of plumbing epoxy. Leaky faucet and leaky drain? I'm two for two.
As far as the hole in the wall, it's now about 6 feet long and 14 inches wide. And being that I'm not the world's best drywall hanger, I decided to screw some 2x4s into the studs and hang them from these instead of trying to cut dead center on the studline (my father's idea.) After about a hundred cuts on a piece of drywall, I was able to make it fit into place. The only thing I wish I had done was to pay closer attention to the stud I was attaching. It was about a quarter inch further in on the lower right side, so I've got a pretty large puttying and sanding job ahead of me. I'm on my 3rd layer of drywall mud and still not quite there. It'll come.
My wife is choosing a green ash color (I have no idea what that looks like), so I won't have to look at the urine yellow she chose when we moved in (I do know what that looks like).
On a side note, I've actually made almost 5 whole dollars from this blog since I started putting ads on it. That automatically makes me better than you at both home repair and as a construction business mogul.

1 comment:

  1. You are a better man than I am. After nearly a month of my kitchen sink leaking, I finally asked my neighbor to fix it for me. It took him almost 10 minutes. Here is the real kick in the pants...he left his tools at a job site (assuming I would have the basics)and my tools sucked so bad that he had to go back home and get the proper tools from his pre-teen son's tool kit. Not only could I not fix it myself, my tool kit is weaker than a ten year old's.

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