It would be comical if it wasn’t so dang annoying… this morning, I head into the kitchen to make coffee. Turn on the faucet to rinse out the coffeepot first, and ….what the….. the sink handle comes off into my hand. It’s not just loose; the screw has actually sheared right off. Turns out the doorknob is actually broken as well….when Alan got home this afternoon he took it all apart and it has to be replaced. Did I mention this house is 4 years old? Four stinkin’ years old!!??