Episode XVIII of Old People Flex on Lame Shit, "Plumbs Were Plumbed"

One of the joy's of home ownership is that when stuff breaks, you're on the hook to fix it yourself or pay someone 3x or more what it would cost you to do it.

The ̷d̷o̷g̷ ̷s̷p̷a̷ ̷a̷n̷d̷ ̷g̷r̷o̷o̷m̷i̷n̷g̷ ̷s̷t̷a̷t̷i̷o̷n̷ ̷#̷1̷ jacuzzi tub was no longer dispensing hot water, and I eventually narrowed it down to the mixing control valve. A few hundred in parts and a generous slathering of expletives and cantankerous grunts later, the spa is back in service.

I'm basically iron man.

Ok, minus the wealth, dashing good looks, technical acumen...ok, I'm basically nothing like iron man. How about a wizard? I mean, I've got the beard and grey (pointy in parts) hat already.