Doomed...?

I slept badly. Very sore for some reason. Took pain med, back into bed. Did OK but wasn't really comfortable. Ate around 4pm. Got another Netflix delivery for two blocks away. Took it to a post drop now the block. Neighbor and his wife were outside but they had creepy neighbor from across street bending their ear. I loitered a bit out in the front yard. They went inside. I tried to work on the plumbing. The leak keeps moving on me! Make it stop!!

It now leaks where the tube connects to the shutoff. I put teflon tape on it but the leak is now above the connection you screw on so the tube has to go. Leak is still a problem but the shutoff is working OK. I fed fish (poor fish... I'm a lousy caretaker!). Kitty got fresh water. I apologized to kitty for not finishing plumbing. She rolled over.

My mood is in the crapper. Very depressive. I'm going to feed myself more and see if that helps out.

So grandma came over for more plumbing help. I went over and tried to resolve the problem. Again with the kitchen but this time the sink won't drain. I never did successfully fix it. I took the "gooseneck" pipes out, cleaned them, and put them back. It's odd, it would drain once but then stop. I thought maybe it was related to the garbage disposal but blocking that didn't make a difference so I ran out of ideas, put things back and place and left. She's going to try Drano. That kitchen needs to be condemned. She wants to move because the landlady does nothing to fix things. Rent is $2000/month, but she's "section 8" housing which means taxpayers pay for rent. I don't know how they get away with not getting things fixed in that house like that. It's immoral!

Am going to neighbor's for awhile this evening.