I spent my first bereavement day remembering everything my father taught me about plumbing. First I cut a piece of plywood to go underneath the vanity because that area was lower than the tile. Then I re-routed the incoming pipe so that it fit under the cabinet. Once that was done, I was able to cut a hole in the side for the drain pipe. For a moment I thought I was going to have to buy new pipe but one of the segments could be unscrewed and I reconfigured it so that it fit.
Now, since the drain is connected, my nephew can wash his hands and brush his teeth in his own bathroom with water from a gallon container. Tomorrow I will work on connecting the water tank and pump outside. My nephew still won't like taking showers there until I hook up the water heater even though the water in the tank will be around 95 degrees.
In the afternoon, I went to the other house and waited for the fridge recycle people to pick up my old fridge. I am so glad that it is gone and they will send me $30 for it. The dogs went with me to keep me company. My plants and quail all looked fine. I took a shower there and filled up more water jugs for the dogs. They certainly drink a lot but that is mostly because one of my dogs has Cushing's Syndrome which makes him drink a lot.
Tonight we had a big storm and I got to see all of the leaks in this place. The roof seems fine at least. My nephew's room had a small flood because I hadn't put enough foam around the edges of the window A/C. The dog door was a problem. I need a small awning over it. There is a hole on the outside of the mobile home where a light had been. It was leaking through the wall and in to the hallway. There is a mystery leak which made the curtains wet in the kitchen area. I am still baffled by that but I'm sure it has something to do with the window. Tomorrow will be more projects and then my nephew's open house at his school so I can meet his teachers and hopefully get some questions answers. New schools are confusing.
Pretty sure he would be proud of you for all you are achieving. Weel done
Thanks. He probably would have built a house for me by now if he was still able.
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