I’m a pretty good handyman. I love it. I have also learned that everyone has an Achilles heel. The appearance of this weakness started slow. I was deceived by my own competency.
I had no problem changing a shower head. Installing an ice maker line was not an issue. Even installing a sink offered no challenge. Yes, I could clean the clog. Yes, I could replace the seats, valves and knobs on the shower. But then, I was like a criminal who had begun to take too many risks. Increasingly sloppy and overconfident, I took bigger and bigger projects.
The arrow pierced the heel.
I improperly installed a sink supply line. Flood. Not a little, mop it up-er. I’m talking $50,000, new ceiling, new floors, new cabinets and counter top, holy-wow-call-the-insurance-guy, flood. This should have been the sign. This should have been the end of my DIY plumbing days, but my arrogance needed more proof. Arrogance provided that…TWICE. That’s right, it took two more “minor” floods for me to admit that the flow of water might not be my bag.
The biggest question I now have about plumbing is “are you licensed?”