What a drain

Hello all you spouting off

I hopefully fixed a leaky faucet for now. I know eventually we will need new plumbing. Home repair is not my thing. I get no joy out fixing something. It makes me nervous that I am not doing something right.

I went to the local hardware store during my lunch break yesterday. It was an adventure. I was behind 3 school buses because of early Wednesday dismissal. I made it to the store. I did not really have an idea what I was looking for. I brought the parts from home, but they all the look same. I conferred with one of the associates. He recommended I get a seated seal and I thought I had one. So I made my purchase and went home. I replace the seals and realize I don't have the part I thought I had. So it is back to the store to pick it up. I also bought a new ball, but found out it was the wrong size. Before I left the first time I thought I should pick up the seated seal, but of course talked myself out of it. If you are hardware shopping get what you think you might need and then if you don't use it, take it back. It will probably save you in the long run.

It was a rough day. I am not sure if it is working 100 percent correctly. I still don't like the look of it dripping some after the faucet is turned off. Once you wipe the drops off, it appears to work. I fear I may have to replace the ball after all. Once I get the right one of course. The one I got yesterday was not the right size.

So after a disappointing drip, sayings spouting from my mouth, fists flying to face, I hope I have located at least one leak. I hope it will soon be a pipe dream instead of a nightmare.