Let's start with the most exciting thing, shall we?
Yay!
Too bad it's supposed to be twenty degrees tonight.
So much for the apricots. Happens every year.
The day after my family left on their trip to Tucson, the sprayer on the faucet broke. It got stuck on and sprayed all the way across the kitchen.
I needed to mop the floor anyway.
I spent some time looking at how everything was connected and thinking maybe I could just disconnect the sprayer to re-engage the faucet. But I thought I'd better check first to see if doing that would just flood under the sink. So I called A.
He just loves to get calls like that when he's away.
He confirmed that I would have a bigger problem on my hands if I just disconnected the sprayer. So I didn't. Instead, I cut the head off of the sprayer, used a clamp to keep the tube from sliding through the hole, and used that as my faucet until A. got home to fix it.
A bit splashy, but it worked surprisingly well.
We actually had another sprayer on hand already, which A. installed the day after he got home. Not without difficulty, of course, because there's always something, but he triumphed in the end.
All better.
One of Poppy's classmates had a birthday party yesterday that I took her to. It included an obstacle course in which the participants carried a small Nerf gun with them to shoot at various targets. It was kind of like a biathlon, I guess.
The last obstacle.
There you have it! My life, snapshotted.