Luckily for me, a coworker gave me a gently used replacement unit...so as long as I could take out the old one and put in the new one, this little adventure wouldn't cost me a dime.
Taking the old one out was easy-peasy. Putting the new one in THEORETICALLY would be easy (the fittings were the same) but trying to hoist the heavy little bugger up in the tight undersink space AND turn the fitting at the top proved too much for me to do alone.
Enter my dear friend Lisa Hilderbrand who came over today to help me plan my backyard garden, lovingly known as the "jungle slope from hell." For about an hour she walked around, making mental notes and saying things like, "We'll put 3 australopithicus northwesticus right there and how about a row of gianticus juniperiatium along here". When she was finished we came inside for a beverage and I showed her the gaping hole in my sink.
We were so damn McGyver we could hardly stand ourselves!
And then I did what I always do when I figure out a little challenge like this. I look for other "nails" to proudly hit with my new "hammer". "What else do you think we could use my car jack for?" I asked Lisa.
"Holding up a sofa or chair when a leg breaks," came immediately to Lisa's mind.
I glanced around my house; sadly, no hoisting opportunities presented themselves. All of my couch legs were intact...and everything else in the house seemed to be at the right height.
No worries, though...it can't be long before something else breaks and when it does I know my inner McGyver (and probably my friend Lisa) will save the day.