Ever since I moved in with my husband into the house he owned when we met, there have been little projects around the house that need tending—some of a decorative nature, others of an essential functional nature. One of the more functional items that needed fixing was the broken lazy susan in the kitchen that didn't spin. What good function can a lazy susan provide if it is more lazy, than it is Susan? So there it would sit, open, exposing all of our dishes and making our kitchen look.... well, broken, and unfinished. Well, two years of tolerating the un-lazy Susan and I had enough. I carefully measured and Googled my way to finding just the suitable replacement, as well as thinking about how to get it installed. How hard could it be, right? I am a smart girl who knows her way around a power tool or two.