That sinking feeling

Well, it turned out that the insides of the faucet mechanism were shot. There’s a notch that’s supposed to keep the ball in place, and it had worn away. Still, nothing that $100 of new faucet can’t fix. Oh, and as with the toilet, the pipes needed to be hacksawed off, along with the bolts, as the entire thing had rusted up years ago. Another job I could never have succeeded at.

OK, I admit it, I am not a plumber

Our kitchen faucet has been leaking annoyingly for months now. Today I tried replacing every single moving part, and the damn thing is still leaking. So I gave up and called a plumber, and they’ll be here this afternoon. Like the whole toilet fiasco, I find this experience deeply depressing, out of all proportion to the level of drama and shame it warrants. I don’t understand why it even bothers me at all; perhaps it’s just that as an engineer, I feel like I ought to be able to fix mechanical objects myself.