MacGyver Doright

When I began writing posts for this blog I needed a nickname for my husband. The first one to pop into my head was Studly Doright, based on a cartoon character from my childhood.

Dudley Do Right, not to be confused with Studly Doright.

But also in the running was some version of MacGyver after the tv series about a man named MacGyver who, week after week had to solve some problem or series of problems in order to triumph over evil.

The original MacGyver, Richard Dean Anderson. My oh my.

Since I couldn’t come up with anything clever based on the MacGyver name, Studly Doright won out, but occasionally I really wish I’d gone with the MacGyver moniker. Like right now.

Those that have read my recent blog posts know that we had a water leak here at Doright Manor. The leak went unnoticed for a day, resulting in wet carpet and calls to the plumber. It took awhile to get a plumber out here, so in the meantime, Studly isolated the problem and turned off the hot water.

That was last Friday, a week ago today. We’ve since had the insurance appraiser pay a visit, as well as assorted plumbers and there’s a game plan in place for repairing the plumbing. Unfortunately they won’t be able to begin work until Tuesday. That means we’re still without hot water. That means no hot showers.

I’ve been heating water on the stove to wash my hair and taking sponge baths, but folks, I was not meant to be a pioneer woman. I might have whined once or twice. Studly has been taking cold showers. He’s whined more than I.

But Studly isn’t a whiner by nature, he’s a problem solver, so yesterday he called me into the garage where a variety of materials had been collected.

“What’s all this?” I asked.

“As soon as we get this put together, it’s going to be a shower.”

I knew better than to question his judgement. He tends to get a little defensive if I say too much. Instead, I followed his directions and in about an hour we had a working shower with hot and cold running water.

We have to close the garage door most of the way so no one sees us naked, but not all the way so the water has a place to flow.

I didn’t photograph the faucets, so you’ll have to trust me that they were installed on top of the frame. The thing worked perfectly. We both had a hot shower thus eliminating the need for whining.

Now, I texted my kids during the process and my daughter texted this in return:

Yes, Studly didn’t have to MacGyver the whole thing, but his shower has a certain charm that the store bought one doesn’t, and it cost less as well.

The most important thing is, I Can SHOWER!!!

Peace, people!

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

25 thoughts on “MacGyver Doright”

  1. Clever use of Studley and Macgyver in the same sentence. The visuals on this creative solution are priceless. Glad you wont have to stink.

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    1. Thanks! I was proud of him, even though he got a little manic there for a bit. He was going to have a hot shower, by golly, come he’ll or high water….

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