So Wifey doesn't "do mornings," and even though the new plumbing fixture was a gift to her, I stayed home from workout yesterday to deal with the friendly neighborhood plumbers from South End. The master plumber, an affable Cuban guy, has my exact July birthday, but is 3 years older. Despite that, he looks 10 years younger, on account of he has a physical job and is always in motion. Plus, he makes people happy all day by fixing their plumbing -- talk about job satsifaction!
Anyway, they arrived and had the new pressure assist unit installed in less than an hour. I tried it out -- impressive! It sounds like the toilet on an airplane. I look forward to never having to plunge after Wifey again. The seat was missing, but came in the afternoon -- I installed it myself in a jiffy.
They told me the cost to remove the old toilet was $45, and said I could of course just drop it at the nearby transfer station. I did so this am, and felt like I earned $45 for my effort. I hearkened back to my first job -- cutting lawns in my Wantagh, LI 'hood for $5 apiece. 9 lawns earned me $45, and that was a lot. This job was far easier and better paying, and the weightlifting it required made up for some of my missed session yesterday with Juan.
Yesterday I had dinner and drinks with Charlie, a young lawyer friend of D2 and Jonathan's. He handles commercial cases, and Paul and I will refer them to him as they come. I had told Charlie about Fox's Lounge, and he wanted to try it out. His wife was working, and I Ubered over. What a pleasure -- no need to find parking, and I could have that extra martini without fear of encountering the local constabulary on my way home. I love Uber.
Tonight I plan to Zoom with my friends. We started this at the beginning of the plague, and realized it was a nice way to get together without anyone having to drive over 3 counties. Next week I'm going to the Canes baseball first game with Mike, and so won't Zoom, but nights without plans it makes for a lovely time.
Tomorrow we see the grandsons, and Sunday I have lunch plans with my friend John and Steve. John hasn't seen Steve since Steve's had major medical issues -- he'll be shocked. But after that is the Super Bowl, which I plan to quietly enjoy with some takeout (actually deliver in) food. Ah, February.
I told Wifey I wanted to take her picture atop the new throne, giving the thumbs up sign. She disagrees with this. But still, for me, mission accomplished. It's nice to still be romantic.
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