Noting another house repair chore victory

Yesterday I reported about how much I despise home repair, how I feel I'm really bad at it, how it sometimes goes terribly wrong for me, and how my work diary had demonstrated that a seeming failure was catually a glorious success. I included this picture of our (formerly!) leaky laundry tub, and it reminded me of something else. When we first moved into the house, more than four years ago now, that black outflow hose was unsecured. If you weren't careful — and sometimes even if you were — it would thrash around while the washer was emptying, and sometimes spray water everywhere. In the first week or two after we moved in, there was a long list of minor problems like that. I found some store online that was selling a fix for the thrashing hose. The fix, which you can see in the picture, is a stiff but flexible rod with a collar at each end. You affix the collars around the top and bottom ends of the hose, then bend the flexible rod to force the hose to point in the direction you want.…