Shh… don't tell anyone I'm poor. They all think I'm living frugal and green just like everyone these days. This is a blog about a senior citizen living a frugal life, on a fixed income, in a low income food desert, and passing along knowledge from lessons learned. Some she learned from her Grandma Mama many years ago and some learned only a few days ago.
The furry kid and I are asleep. He’s making tiny sleep barks and chasing some sleepy time creature. I had a really good dream going on too. When I’m awakened by….
Bam! Thump! Thump! Plinka, plinka, plinka, plinka, plinka…..
Grrrrrr woof groof grooof grooof…..
I wake up with a start wondering what happened this time? I stumble groggily toward the sounds to find the shower curtain rod had fallen into the tub. I raise my hands to the heavens and wonder how I pissed off the god of new houses this time? Why must these noises always happen in the middle of the night?
I had just installed the new shower curtain rod that day. Its one of those kind with the rubber disks at the end that’s supposed to stay up no matter what. Yeah, right! It had lost its stay-uppidness just to irritate me in the middle of the night. Time to find a solution. Umm… in the morning.
The bar does not have the spring inside. Instead you pull it out to length and twist the end. That isn’t a very good design to begin with and combine that with the slickness of new wall paint then nothing will keep it up there. I tried command tape, shelf liner, and rubber cement. Nope. Didn’t hold.
What finally worked? A tiny nail driven almost all the way into the wall. Leaving just a mm of it for the rubber disk to grasp. I also used some clear tape where the two parts of the bar meet to prevent it from creeping back. So far, so good.