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-- doer of very simple things, really.

I finally fixed the upstairs toilet. This was not actually a matter of plumbing. The plastic arm that connects the flush handle to the itty sleeve that pulls the stopper up so the tank can drain broke off a few weeks ago. It took me forever to even get the parts, since I lose my nouns when talking to hardware-store employees and anyway whenever I go to the hardware store I am impelled to buy all their gardening stuff. Then I had to brood over the parts for a while.

I suspected the instructions a lot. Project time, 15 minutes, the package said. Yeah, right, like I would ever believe that. And the first instruction -- "Remove nut from old lever." Like that couldn't take about twelve hours all by itself. I was also unnerved by the remark that the new nut was reverse threaded. Did that say anything about the old one? But oh my God, if you tighten the new nut too much you'll crack the toilet tank! It says so RIGHT ON THE PACKAGE, AND IN SPANISH TOO! So what if I tried to remove the old one and did that? Aieeee. We will draw a veil over the part where I actually wept on Raphael about how awful it was to grow up female in the fifties and how I hated the physical universe and why didn't instructions TELL YOU ANYTHING? What the hell tool do you use on a nylon nut? Raphael lent me a wrench and calmly and patiently explained that nobody could do this kind of thing by instinct and you just had to fiddle around with stuff and look at it, and it would be very hard to crack a toilet tank that way. (People with iffy backs shouldn't be doing this kind of stuff, since it is impossible, in the confines of the bathroom, to do it in any remotely ergonomic way; otherwise I wouldn't have had to try it.)

I have a lot of choice remarks about the design of toilet tanks generally, but in fact, the job took about fifteen minutes, and that only because I had to saw the end off the new lever. ("Do you know what a hacksaw looks like?" I demanded of my hapless sweetie, and zie did, too. As I had suspected, we have about five of them in the basement. And yes, David could have advised me, but I let him get away to go run errands, and I just wanted the stupid job done with.)

Oh yeah -- the old nut was not reverse-threaded, and that was a good choice, because of the curve of the tank, which, in combination with handedness and the location of the toilet, makes getting the wrench in at a good angle for a reverse-threaded nut practically impossible. So the new nut is finger-tightened. Neener. Take that, vile packaging!

I still resent the hell out of a whole bunch of things, but it's nice that the toilet works.

Pamela

Date: 2003-03-02 05:55 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Hail, Mighty Do-er!!
It's always amazing to me how much something like a nicely working toilet can make the world seem a little bit better.

Cindy L
daughter of a plumber whose home never lacked for not-working toilets. (The shoemaker's childeren are the last to be shod)

Date: 2003-03-02 06:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] minnehaha.livejournal.com
Well, of course you stared down the plumbing bits, and gnashed and wept and carried on. I certainly would have. Here, and my dad was one of those "build a porch on the back of the house this weekend"(1) guys, but did I ever get a chance to learn from him how to hang a picture, paint a wall, or fix a lamp? Ah, that'd be a no. We girls never had the opportunity to learn to clean a gun (or a pheasant), sand down the sheetrock taping, or really anything useful around the house. I still suffer from this lack of education.

I cheer your cleverness, and I don't care a bit how simple your repair would have been for someone who already knows how to fix the thing, or who has lots of practice in figuring it out. Hooray for figuring it out, Pam!

K. [(1) he did this twice. I once got to help carry shingles up the ladder]

Date: 2003-03-02 08:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sdorn.livejournal.com
A working toilet is one of life's wonders. Don't knock the importance of fixing it.

Date: 2003-03-02 10:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pyrzqxgl.livejournal.com
Good show!

Here we have an oak toilet seat that split in half, but the screws holding the hinge to the bowl are so totally corroded that I can't get them to budge. I'll have to make another go at it soon, though.

Date: 2003-03-03 01:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eub.livejournal.com
One bicycle pedal is reverse-threaded so it won't unscrew itself in pedaling, but I can never remember which one it is. So every time I visualize the pedaling motion and figure which it seems it ought to be. But I have the tatter of a memory from the last time -- that theory proved wrong? Or was it that my compensatory reversal of the theory proved wrong? Too many reversals. I am a stripped screw.

Date: 2003-03-03 07:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rysmiel.livejournal.com
The expression "But that's a hardware problem !" comes irresistably to mind. Well triumphed. I doubt I could do as well.

Date: 2003-03-03 08:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] serendipoz.livejournal.com
Oh very well done!

I always get stuck because I'm inately curious and spend too much time *looking* rather than doing.

Go you!

Date: 2003-03-03 07:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daedala.livejournal.com
I found it very funny. Except maybe the last sentence.

It's a parable for the modern age, the Triumph of Mind over Matter, or something like that. You wanna come over and take a look at my sink?

Date: 2003-03-05 02:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mudandflame.livejournal.com
"Do you know what a hacksaw looks like?" I demanded of my hapless sweetie, and zie did, too.

Luckily, the wind was southerly.

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