Just do it your damn self...
The love of my life is not a DIY man atall...

A cupboard door fell off in the kitchen, its now held on by huge brackets fitted to the *outside* of the door...it doesent even close. Apparently this isnt a problem tho, and three years later i still bash my head on the door nearly every time i go in the cupboard below as it swings freely on its huge totally unsuitable brackets.

Next comes the loose tiles in the kitchen. To this day they are somewhat wonky and held together with copius amounts of sealant via the method of layering this on the outside of the tiles. Oh well at least they arent falling off anymore....

He helpfully fixed the back gate when it fell off...as in *fixed* in place, immovable without taking it off completely to go in and out. When the fence panel blew out last winter, this became our new and permanent access.

So... eventually some other minor DIY is required. The tap in the kitchen needs a washer replacing. After much swearing and wrenching at the tap I get the helpful answer of, it wont come off so I can change the washer..so its your f***ing problem. Ahh bless him...

*at this point i turned off the water..as this was something he had forgotten to do*

One helpful DIY book (which we have had since the day we moved in - a lovely moving-in pressie from concerned parents) and 5 mins later I had indeed done it my f***ing self.

Now of course, I have managed to volunteer myself as the designated DIYer for all future repairs........damn.

Length? Well that explains why I still keep him around. I sure don't love him for his handyman skills :D

Cats xxx
( catswhiskers the cats mother, Sun 6 Apr 2008, 12:07, Reply)