It's only a leak

I am sensing an Andy Rooney thing going on by blog. Maybe it's from all those letters to the editor the Oregonion never printed of mine. The one they did print, they edited the best part out.
Today, I fixed a leaky faucet! My kitchen sink had a nice, unstoppable flow of hot water going on. (why is is never the cold water?) I remembered a George Morlan "how to" commerical and thought, "I can fix this. "
So, with an Allen wrench in hand, I proceeded to dismantle. Just as the commerical showed, there was the culprit underneath. One drive to George Morlan ,6 bucks and some very nice advice later, (from a very well mannered man, I might ad, which delighted me. )
I am back at the sink.
Fixed! No more leak. My handle is not quite in the same position as before, but hey, no more leak!
I wanted to feel some sense of satisfaction. Some kind of "woman on her own" thing. Instead, I just thought, crap, now I gotta do the dishes.
I guess some things are just things. The chores of being a homeowner. Why do I always want everything to bring about some grandeous feeling? Not sure, but today, I learned when the faucet leaks, you fix it, and go about your fricking business. There will be no "faucet fixing" parade for me today.
JB