WOE IS ME...

WOE IS ME… ALAS AND ALACK, I AM UNDONE!!! (Mom said I was to make this dramatic). Pestilence, plague, sack cloth and ashes; and… and… oh well - my garbage disposal died.

Now listen - that may not be a big deal to some of you who are mechanical inclined or not befuddled by electrical do-dadery. But that’s not my lot in life. The last time I was under the sink, trying to tighten the ring on the soap dispenser that is part of the sink, I almost got stuck!! No kidding…pipes, drains, cords, water lines, hoses, disposal… there just isn’t that much room under there; not for a king sized old boy like me. I couldn’t even get a hold of the soap dispenser ring. So when it came to changing the disposal I just admitted defeat. I went to Home Depot, bought one, scheduled some one to come out and install it and took it home.

That was last Friday – black Friday. They said they would be out next Friday, a week later - for a princely sum. Like they say, you never realize just how dependant you are on something until you don’t have it. Every time I stuffed something down the disposal, the non-working disposal, I had to dig it out and walk it over to the garage. Oh, that reminds me – I have to take the garbage out tonight; please don’t let me forget. Anyway I didn’t think Mom would like that stuff sitting down there until the garbage disposal changing man came out.

So… imagine my surprise when Gabe called me up asking where I keep the plumber’s putty… right, like I keep plumber’s putty on hand. If it can’t be repaired with scotch tape, duct tape or Gorilla Glue, I’m out of luck. When I got home Gabe and the old disposal out and the new one completely installed. HALLELUJAH! What a sweet deal!!!!!! I got to call up the disposal changing person cancel the appointment. The crazy thing is so quite I had to throw a carrot down there to made sure it was working…eerie.

Thanks a lot Gabe; I really appreciate what you did - it is really neat to have that taken care of (see how handy he is)!