Knitting, still not much is happening. I made some progress on the Mock Plaid scarf and will reveal it when it is done. In Wisconsin Mom got hooked on that pattern and she too is making one. There is another little ditty I did, but I have to put all the finishing touches on it before revealing. So some things are being worked on, but progress is slow.
Let me tell you what I have become - handiwoman, instead of knitter. Now a real handiperson will laugh at what I'm about to write, but me, a novice handiperson, I am proud of these little accomplishments. It seems as if the investigating what to do, the hunting and gathering of the right items and the installing of them makes me feel good about my accomplishments.
The light under the microwave went out on Sunday morning, the same day the InSinkErator decided to stop and the same day I had the great idea that my son and I could put a rug under the dining room table. The toilet seat since I moved in has served as a rock and roll, slip and slide experience giver so it needed replacing. And finally the toilet paper dispenser was very wobbly. (There's a towel bar for the shower door and a few other things, but I haven't yet gotten to them.)
This handiwoman managed to 1) take the burnt out lights to a Target store and locate replacements and install them, 2) find the reset button for the InSinkErator and restore it to a functioning status, 3) locate the elongated toilet seat I needed at Menard's (a U.S. Home Depot if you will), take off the old and install the new. (Steve, the tip about knowing if one needs a round or elongated seat was a great one!) and 4) use an appropriate sized allen wrench my brother gave me, reinstall the toilet paper dispenser and no more wobbles. I know this is all pretty ridiculously simple, but hey, I did it all. Me alone.
Here's some photographic back up that proves my successes.
As for the InSinkErator, I made a video, but Blogger wasn't too fond of it. The InSinkErator works. And the toilet paper dispenser, again you'll just have to trust me.
Now, take a look at where I'm at with the glass table.
My son and I were able to lift the top, which we estimate weighs about 200 pounds or approximately 91 kilos, off the pedestals. Gravity was very helpful with this maneuver. The rug (the red stripy bit) was placed where it needed to be, and the pedestals positioned where they should be. It is the picking up and replacing the glass top on those pedestals that has me stumped. It doesn't help that there is nothing to grip on to and that glass is slippery. My son valiantly tried, but no single normal human should try this exercise. I called the moving company that delivered it and they want far more than what I'm willing to pay to move it. It seems as if they weren't all that interested in doing such a small job and made a rather expensive estimate, and really, who can blame them.
For now, I'm eating from a coffee table and dinner parties are out of the question unless everyone wants to eat cross-legged on the floor. This problem too will be solved, I just don't know how or when. All this leads me to believe perhaps it would be more accurate to call myself a semi-handiwoman. Maybe I am better suited to remain a knitter and not try using a tool belt too often; but learning how to use tools way back when, it is coming in pretty handy right now as I settle in.
Let me tell you what I have become - handiwoman, instead of knitter. Now a real handiperson will laugh at what I'm about to write, but me, a novice handiperson, I am proud of these little accomplishments. It seems as if the investigating what to do, the hunting and gathering of the right items and the installing of them makes me feel good about my accomplishments.
The light under the microwave went out on Sunday morning, the same day the InSinkErator decided to stop and the same day I had the great idea that my son and I could put a rug under the dining room table. The toilet seat since I moved in has served as a rock and roll, slip and slide experience giver so it needed replacing. And finally the toilet paper dispenser was very wobbly. (There's a towel bar for the shower door and a few other things, but I haven't yet gotten to them.)
This handiwoman managed to 1) take the burnt out lights to a Target store and locate replacements and install them, 2) find the reset button for the InSinkErator and restore it to a functioning status, 3) locate the elongated toilet seat I needed at Menard's (a U.S. Home Depot if you will), take off the old and install the new. (Steve, the tip about knowing if one needs a round or elongated seat was a great one!) and 4) use an appropriate sized allen wrench my brother gave me, reinstall the toilet paper dispenser and no more wobbles. I know this is all pretty ridiculously simple, but hey, I did it all. Me alone.
Here's some photographic back up that proves my successes.
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| Old is off, new installed |
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| Two lights reflecting off the back-splash. Yeah! |
Now, take a look at where I'm at with the glass table.
My son and I were able to lift the top, which we estimate weighs about 200 pounds or approximately 91 kilos, off the pedestals. Gravity was very helpful with this maneuver. The rug (the red stripy bit) was placed where it needed to be, and the pedestals positioned where they should be. It is the picking up and replacing the glass top on those pedestals that has me stumped. It doesn't help that there is nothing to grip on to and that glass is slippery. My son valiantly tried, but no single normal human should try this exercise. I called the moving company that delivered it and they want far more than what I'm willing to pay to move it. It seems as if they weren't all that interested in doing such a small job and made a rather expensive estimate, and really, who can blame them.
For now, I'm eating from a coffee table and dinner parties are out of the question unless everyone wants to eat cross-legged on the floor. This problem too will be solved, I just don't know how or when. All this leads me to believe perhaps it would be more accurate to call myself a semi-handiwoman. Maybe I am better suited to remain a knitter and not try using a tool belt too often; but learning how to use tools way back when, it is coming in pretty handy right now as I settle in.
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