As incredible as it may seem, I managed to get out the door on time this morning with all my stuff. That’s absolutely astounding for a Monday. Actually, it’s amazing for any day of the week. So far, that’s the high point of my day.
I really did not have much faith in my patch of the drain pipe. I had visions of the rubber patch ballooning to the size of a grapefruit and exploding inside the wall, spewing grease and decayed leftovers everywhere. And so I made the appropriate sacrifice to the plumbing gods and engaged the services of a Jedi Master plumber. It turned out that my fears were justified; there would have been a catastrophe at some time in the future, which would have caused a great disturbance in the Force. The expenditure of Republic credits was probably a worthwhile investment. Now I can put my plumbing issues aside and step into the role of Padawan carpenter.
Plumbing heart attack waiting to happen
May the Force be with you.