I delayed getting out of the house to acquire the new faucet as long as possible - but Home Depot is still open at 7:30 on Saturdays, damn them!
So we got a new faucet, and some supplies, then went to the President for dinner. I always forget that little hole-in-the-wall exists, but
Then home, where Timmie insisted we install the blasted thing. Three hours or so of cursing, swearing, and pain later, there's a new, functional kitchen faucet downstairs.
Of course, in the process, I got to see the aftermath of an earlier leak: The bottom of the sink cabinet is extremely concave. Joy.
Now I get to see how long it takes