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Thursday, September 12
I got one heck of a workout in this morning…I did all the upped weights, tho I wasn’t able to get all of them up ten times…Some I only got up eight times and the bench press I was only able to do six times at the upped weight…No matter…Doing the upped weights is good for morale and if you keep doing them, eventually you’ll get them up ten times.
Changed up the leg workout somewhat, as I started doing what are known as drop sets…This is when, immediately after finishing a heavy set, you drop the weight to about half of what you just did…Let me tell you something, you really start to feel drop sets after ten reps or so…They feel like a million pounds and are a good way to further build muscle…I used to do them regularly years ago and why it just now started to hit me to resume them is not immediately clear.
The big news is we tried to fix the handles on the kitchen faucet today…Tried and failed, not even close, the handles utterly destroyed us.
The handles have not worked properly since about two minutes after we moved in 4 years and 51 weeks ago…The handle on the hot water faucet long ago fell off, leaving only the knob, and the cold water handle goes past the regular shutoff point before shutting off…And there is always some extra water dribbling out after the water is shut off.
Why The Wife decided it needed to be fixed TODAY may never be clear and only non-clued in husbands would worry about it…First, we got out the universal replacement handles, followed the directions, and they spun around without stopping…Then we gathered up the old handles and the unopened replacement and went to the next county…The plumbing place right on the right side as you pull into town was manned by the twelve-year-old who knew squat about plumbing…Then we went to lunch at our fave Mexican joint…Then we went to the retailer out there for some coffee, and a monthly planner for my desk (it’s what I log my sleep hours in) and something else I’ve forgotten…Then we went to hardware store out there and BINGO, we ran into a kid who also happened to be an apprentice plumber…He had some suggestions I presume were helpful tho I don’t know for sure because I didn’t understand them tho The Wife seemed to, so we headed home.
When we got back The Wife tried to unscrew the base of one of the handles and almost tore the whole faucet out…We looked at each other and decided to get someone who knew what they were doing…We didn’t know anybody offhand, so I dispatched myself to the local market, where they have the new hardware store addition, and asked the crew there if they had a recommendation for a handyman.
Well, they said, Clemente, who works in the back, also masquerades as a plumber and someone went and got Clemente…I explained the situation and he said he could come over Friday afternoon…He got off at 1500 then had some fencing work to finish up and then he’d come over…When I got home The Wife had the old handles back on and they actually worked better than before she had dismantled them, but we both agreed the handles had to be replaced.
Sparrow’s Sleep Log: 1800 Wednesday until 0200 Thursday…8.0 hours for the night and 29.0 hours for the week.
Being a rascal, I actually didn’t get out of bed until 0300…I woke up and didn’t even look at the clock, merely stayed curl up, enjoying not having to get up and do anything…I didn’t even stir enuff for the cat to come in and start whining for her morning canned yummy ration.
The Diary of a Nobody is a novel. All elements are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Anything else is a coincidence.
It was inspired by the 19th century British novel of the same name.
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