Handiness at Work

Well, aside from my dishwasher disaster last night I have not been doing any home improvement projects lately, so I decided to post some work improvement projects.

We are getting more infants at work, but we also have a lot of 2 and 3 year olds whose parents don't seem to have any interest in potty training their children, so I needed some more diaper storage space. I brought my jigsaw and my drill to work yesterday and the kids were absolutely thrilled. This first shelf was originally twice as long, so I had to cut it in half in order to get it to fit in this space. The kids were most thrilled with this because I let them each have a screwdriver to mess around with while I did the actual work of putting the side piece on. It's not my fault that the shelf was hung crookedly, the custodians put it up.

This is the space underneath the changing table itself. It was just one open space and we were using cardboard boxes to keep things separated. I used some scrap wood in my garage to craft these nifty little dividers. They turned out pretty good if I do say so myself.

Good Luck, Steph!

First of all, I have to say good luck to Stephanie tomorrow as she starts her new job. It took a lot of guts to put up with an abusive boss for 5 months, and it took even more guts for her to stand up for herself and walk out on him. I know that she has been anxious, fearful, and depressed for the last few weeks as she struggled first with reduced hours and then without a job entirely, but hopefully her new job will be a much better situation for her. I am keeping my fingers crossed that her new boss does not turn out to be a raving lunatic.

Secondly, I am reporting a brush with disaster. I was just talking with one of the families in my day care this morning about the aftermath of a broken pipe under their sink. They had more than $11,000 worth of damage to their home, and it doesn't look like their insurance is going to cover more than $6,000. I had turned on my dishwasher this evening and I was sitting in my living room reading a book when suddenly the sound of my dishwasher changed and I heard water pouring out all over my kitchen floor. I ran in and turned off the water and mopped up the mess and I discovered that the hose that connects the water to my dishwasher had come loose. Luckily I was in the house when it happened, and it was just a disconnected hose rather than a broken pipe, and I was able to fix it by myself in a matter of minutes. Needless to say I will not be leaveing my dishwasher unattended any time soon.


Why on earth do I keep so much crap under my sink, and how did it ever all fit under there?