My dear MIL very kindly gave me some money to spend for my birthday. Normally clothes would be my first thought, but since I had just bought some new clothes I didn’t feel like I truly needed more new things. Yesterday morning I was brushing my teeth and knew what I wanted to get. Our 15 year old bathroom sink had a broken drain plug, a very beat-up faucet, and rust around the vent hole. Yes, still functional, but my, was it ugly.
Yesterday I headed to Lowe’s and found a sink and a really cool faucet that kind of looks like a pump handle. I thought maybe my husband could install it this weekend. But today each time I walked by my lovely new sink sitting in the box in the corner of my bedroom, I wondered if I might be able to install it myself. The urge to try it grew and grew, and finally after lunch, I stuck a screwdriver under the edge of the old sink to see if I could pry it up. Yup. I took that as a good sign, and started unfastening the water supply lines. Pretty soon the sink was upside down on the floor and I was committed.
Now that I’d made such a mess, I felt a bit anxious. My husband would be less than pleased if he came home this evening and discovered he’d have to use the kids bathroom to shave and brush his teeth tomorrow morning. And though he is amazingly handy and good at dozens of things, plumbing is something he HATES. The last thing I wanted to do was dump the whole mess in his lap the minute he got home.
I sincerely hoped it would go smoothly. Part way into the process I realized that the water supply lines were too corroded to let loose of the old faucet. That ncessitated a trip to the plumbing supply store to get new ones.
By the time I got home it was 6 pm, and hubby usually gets home by 7. Thankfully I had tossed a frozen lasagna in the oven before I’d left, so the kids had food. At this point I was dismayed to realize that the new sink was bigger than the old one. Out I went to the shop for my husband’s jigsaw to cut the hole bigger. Two inches into the cutting, smoke began pouring from the vents in the jigsaw. Hmm… that’s not a good sign. After 10 minutes rest, the smoke was gone, but when I turned it back on, it growled twice, and quit for good. Thankfully my tool-hound hubby had a second one. That one bucked like a wild thing, chippiing formica as it roared along. Thankfully I had scored the cut line first so none of the chips were visible.
Just getting the drain put together took awhile, and then there was some wrestling with plumber’s putty as I got the faucet attached. I was hugely relieved to see that nothing leaked when I turned the water supply back on, and was even more delighted to see that I had a full tube of white silicon so I could silicon around the edge of the sink as the finishing touch.
The final bonus was that my husband got home an hour later than usual– it was crazy at work today– so I was able to get the whole project done before he arrived home. He was thrilled that he would not have to rassle this project himself. And I couldn’t be more delighted with my birthday gift!