…6 pm and Jane’s in there under the sink battling the extra piece of board the installer put in to make the top meet the backsplash—it’s in the way of tightening the grippers on the installation rails of the new sink. Jane is working upside down under the sink with a splitting headache and won’t let me touch it because she knows I’m blind as a bat at close range in the dark. On the other hand, the bat is used to working by touch. I don’t know if I could help, but I wish I could.