The first phase of the bathroom project finished up yesterday afternoon. While it was the most anxious-making for me, it was also the shortest. The plumbing part. Now comes the long part – the contractor putting the bathroom back together again.
Plumbing went really well. Really only two issues: having to go next door to use the neighbor’s bathroom and the dog. The toilet usage problem is fixed, as I also had them fix the toilet in our bathroom basement, so from here on in, I don’t have to go next door. The dog issue will be easier from here on in as well. The contractor won’t be traipsing in and out and in and out as much as the plumbers. (At one point on Monday, there were six of them in the house at once!) Poor pup was just beside herself with all the coming and going. From here on out, I can keep Guinevere upstairs, in either my bedroom or my studio, out of sightline of the contractor.
I made cookies for the plumbers yesterday… they were working like Trojans and I was sitting on the sofa watching videos about Australian vets… it seemed only fair I should provide some sustenance. This is normal for me to do beverages or little snacks for folks working at my house. The plumbers were both shocked and it actually took me a bit to convince them that I really made the cookies for them. Apparently this is a rare occurrence for them. YA laughed when I told her that I had to practically force them to eat the cookies. “They just don’t know you” she said, “they’ll probably fight over you the next time somebody needs to come out.”
What vegetables to plumbers hate most?
Root vegetables, maybe?
You have a basement in your bathroom?
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Ha ha… good catch. Part of me wants to go into Edit and flip those two words back around the way they should be. But I suppose this just lets you all know that I’m fallible.
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Plus if you change it, we’d all be scratching our heads about Bill’s comment…
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Leeks
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Snort!
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You win, Clyde!
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That Anonymous was me, Sister Crow, btw. At work we’re moving from one VPN to another, and the new one blocks me from replying (but not reading) the Trail. So if I comment it’ll have to be on my phone, sadface.
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I had the same problem when I was still working in the office!
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Ding ding ding ding.
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OMG, I love this place.
Not sure what they hate, but I’ll bet they love a good chunk of celery (when pronounced like “salary”).
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Did someone say celery!??
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Wow!
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I assume they would dislike any vegetable that doesn’t break down easily and clogs up drains. I dated a plumber once, a very long time ago, and he detested grease. I think grease and hair are a plumber’s #1 nightmare. I imagine if you put grease and hair and celery and corn kernels down a drain, you might have a nasty drainage situation. Gross. Now I feel sick.
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Must like courgettes and elbow macaroni.
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I don’t know the answer to the question. Maybe later something will turnip.
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Nobody will carrot this point.
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Do you mean, which vegetables do plumbers most detest to consume, or to remove from clogged drains?
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Glad to have these funny responses because today we have a hiccup in the project and it’s really stressing me out right now. It’s not necessarily a bad hiccup, but one of those hiccups that you wish you’d known about before it happened. It may change the course of what we do in the bathroom. Again, not really in a bad way, but unexpected.
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A minor culinary victory to cheer up my day. I just made one of our fall favorites, Apple Monchego Salad, and I did not cut myself with the mandolin. I think this is the first time in recorded history.
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What’s the main event with this salad?
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Apples, manchego cheese, chives, smidge of olive oil, smidge of salt.
The main event is that the first time I ever had this, it was served with the apples and cheese cut matchstick-style so that is that way I like to make it. And matchstick means the mandolin. Well I suppose I could cut up all the apples and cheese by hand into matchsticks, but I prefer fast!
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Clogiflower.
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Well done.
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A cousin of breackoli…
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Snort!
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We have reputation with our HVAC service. They always send the same tech to perform semi-annual maintenance, and he apparently brags about our hospitality at the shop, because I’ve heard about it from the dispatcher.
Kind of makes us proud.
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Do you offer food?
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Every time
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Now the plumbers have gone and we have the first of the contractor guys. Maybe I’ll do chocolate zucchini bread today!
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