In addition to my heavy feeling yesterday, I got too mad to hubby for being so careless. He just broke the faucet in the bathroom. I don’t know how it goes off, but it happened. The faucet is cut off from the tip of the joints. We just came from a major plumbing repair last December, and now we have to fix another faucet. It’s too much for me to think as it adds up to my aching head.

Good thing he admits to his mistake and guarantees to fix it in the afternoon. I don’t want to pay the overpriced plumber of our landlady. But, he humbly asked me to accompany him to the hardware to choose the best Delta faucets. Well, I agree to that so long as he will fix it. For the meantime, I have to endure the no-water day.