all the small things

I'm relatively easy to please. Small things make me happy. Remembering my birthday, finding a cookie on my desk, waking up to bacon, that sort of thing. And boring practical things too, like coming home to a (somewhat) clean apartment. Anything that simplifies my existance is good.

My shower is a disaster. The showerhead specifically has been causing grief, a sputtering clogged mess that sprays water horizontally out over the top of the shower door and onto the floor below, as opposed to down onto the shower-taker. Exiting the shower involves wading through a puddle and inevitably tracking water throughout the house.

So Saturday we stopped at the subterranean Home Depot on 3rd Ave and 59th Street and bought a new showerhead. Which sat in the bag until this morning when I remembered to install it.

Very easy small thing, HUGE difference. No more puddle. Water pressure back to normal. Ah. Morning stress levels reduced.

Now to tackle the faucets...