The "not so handy" man

It's no secret that when it comes to fixing things around the house I'm a pretty good piano player. Whether its squeaky doors, a broken window, or jammed garbage disposal my first reaction is "CALL THE REPAIRMAN SO I CAN WRITE HIM A REALLY BIG CHECK FOR 15 MINUTES WORK!!" That would have happened today with our leaky outside faucet if it hadn't been for some really helpful people:

--Sean the brother-in-law who has become my invaluable first line of defense on things mechanical. He gave it a try, then wisely said, "can't figure this one out--it's a strange faucet--do you know a handyman you can call?"

--Don the church friend and widower who came at a run when I called him. He brought tools and talent and 75 years of do-it-yourself experience and performed a skilled surgical removal of the offending faucet.

--Mark the utility guy who came within 15 minutes of my call to turn off the water to the house and returned again within 30 minutes to turn it back on.

So I have lots of respect and gratitude to these men who graciously shared their time and talents with me.

I admire these fellows and want to be like them; so if you need something fixed in your house, just call me--I play a mean Chopin!