Insinkerator!
2003-10-26, 9:45 a.m.

So the job interview the other day went well, I think. It's at this place (I don't want search engines pulling up the company website and my journal-- best not to connect the two should I actually get the position-- so I won't list the name of the place), or at least the NE Ohio hub of it. It's a small office but a big working area. To be honest, I was surprised that they were interested in me at all. But then if you look at my job history just right, it kind of gives the impression that I'm qualified, almost uniquely so. Let's just hope that they keep those optimistic lenses on their hiring glasses for a few more days. I should hear something either way by mid week.

Meanwhile, it had been only 3 days of home ownership on Friday when we already got our first 'must fix' situation for the house. Luckily it's something pretty minor (so far)-- the main water line into the house needs some upgrading. The water guy stopped by for an inspection due to the transfer between my gramma and us for payment of the bill, and he noticed that the meter needs to be replaced, as it's old and (more importantly) underreporting our water usage (by only about $20 or so, thank goodness). The problem is that the one elbow leading to the meter is made of iron and, since it's older, could crack during parts replacement. So we'll just need to replace a few pipe pieces, or at least have them on hand when they're doing the upgrade in case anything adverse occurs. We're also going to replace the main shut-off valve just as a preventive measure. $10 now could save much more later, and I'm getting heavy into the preventive-measure home-owner mentality. A stitch in time saves nine, baby.

And as new home owners, we've deemed it time to start doing some of the repairs we've been holding off until we knew for sure we were staying here. This weekend will bring us a new storm door for the front of the house, as well as an entirely new sink for the kitchen, including new faucet, stainless single-bowl basin and disposal. Very exciting-- no more leaking faucet! My dear nuclear family has this habit of leaving said leaking faucet angled over a body of water in the sink, thus causing maddeningly loud dripping to echo throughout the entire house. If I didn't know better, I'd think they were trying to subtly driver me over the edge into insanity. Yes, that's it-- I know it!! *starts putting tin foil over the windows*

Alright, time to go change all the clocks. At least the computer and the cable box do it on their own.

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