Installing The Kitchen Faucet .... The Full Story

My father and I twisted ourselves into pretzel positions to install my new kitchen faucet. I watched my father twist and turn beneath the underbelly of the kitchen sink but even with a black yoga mat stretched out underneath his knees, the work looked painful. 

Feeling guilty that I was making my father perform contortions and do most of the work, I took my own turn lying half in and half out of the cabinet. My efforts to tighten two washers proved fruitless, however. 

Dad finished the job and when we performed a test run, a smooth stream of water jetted from the spotless stainless steel faucet. Even better, no puddles formed around the faucet’s base and no thin trickle of water snaked out of any of its seams.  

I literally jumped for joy. 

So the old faucet with its leaking spots and crevices caked with …. something that never vanished no matter how hard I scrubbed was tossed into the garbage bin. It landed with a satisfying thud.