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so last night I had to replace the washers in the shower. Finally gave up the ghost and would not stop pissing water.
Of course the tap head would not come off spindle A. I tried, hubs tried, then I cracked the shits and stopped negotiating. Bloody thing sheared off. So now off to bunnings we go because now we also need new spindles and tap heads.
new spindles yaay go to put the flange on and....the feckin' breech is too far into the wall for there to be enough spindle screw to screw the flange onto. Another bolt up to bunnings at 8:30 to get a spindle extender (out of stock you motherfuckers you said they were in stock) or at least maybe a hammer arrestor that could bump it up (none in the correct size) fuckit, lets get some spring loaded flanges so we can turn the feckin' water back on (and His Lordship can morning shower).
checked for leaks, small leak, taped and redone, checked for leaks, checked for leaks, checked for leaks checked for leaks all good no leaks, checked for leaks used taps obsessively, checked for leaks and now I have a new fixation of paranoia with water behind the wall mother fucker.
arghhghghhg
presses ear to wall and listens for phantom drips I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily -- how calmly I can tell you the whole story!
Ah, phantom drip paranoia, I know it well. Even after our leaking roof was fixed, every time it rained I would βhearβ drips coming in and go searching for the location. It wore off over time, fortunately