soaking in errant water - Monday October 28 2002

setting: rural Hurley, New York

Louis couldn't arrange to come today, but that was alright because it seemed as if I had enough to do without getting started on the probably endless task of the master bedroom suite. The big ordeal of the day was the sink plumbing in the half bathroom. I connected it all up today and got it working, but then I realized that there was a leak coming from where the the drain goes into the trap. I took it apart. I applied my favorite solution, plumbers putty, but still it leaked. I took it apart again. I applied more putty and a makeshift gasket. It still leaked. I went to Lowes and bought everything that might possibly solve this problem. I installed some things. The leaks seemed to stop. Gretchen cooked me dinner and then we had big fight that began with my critique of her use of the dishwasher. Then I realized the damn sink trap in the bathroom was actually still leaking! I took it apart again, I did some things. My mind gradually grew tired of thinking about the problem, but what could I do? I couldn't leave a new sink installation in a leaky state! How could I sleep at night knowing my nice new parquet floors were soaking in errant water?