The bank thing was because they lowered the daily limit from $1000 to $500.
"It's because of identity theft," they said.
"Maybe I need to find a new bank," I said.
Then I wrote out a check for enough cash to buy the sink and stuff.
Then I got a haircut. Then I got my new driver's license. Then I went to Lowe's.
Then I came home and took out the old sink, and did what I could with the new stuff. Which means that I attached the new faucet to the new sink, and I installed the new sink in the counter, and I hooked up the supply lines, and I put the drain thingies in the sink - including the one for the new disposal.
Now I'm waiting for Kenny to come here and (a) tell me what I did wrong, (b) fix the things I did wrong, (c) put all the drain lines in, and (d) do the wiring for the disposal.
I have no idea when I might expect him. I don't even know if it will be today. Until then I'll have to remember not to use that sink.
You ever just want to fucking strangle someone? Or knock some sense into them?
Yeah well me too. Metaphorically of course.
I'm starving. Nothing sounds good though.
It's really warm outside. My heat pump has actually shut off. First time in weeks that it's been this quiet in this house.