Well, the sink is still clogged. Three failed attempts with very strong drain opener. The last one should have been left at the store. All it did was smell up the house with horrid fumes, had a pan of vanilla water simmering on the stove all evening and asked Aaron to take the kids home early. Yuck!!
I tried running the dishwasher, which runs into the same pipe and it was fine. So the blockage is above. It has a spot where I can remove part of the pipe, but I don't want to do it alone, but since everyone is quite busy when I am free and I am busy when they are free I guess it is time to call in the 'pros'. My checkbook hates that idea.
God is good, all the time, even when we have such frustrations. Things could be worse....we could have no water, or all the pipes could have a problem. Right now it is wash into buckets and dump the buckets. I can handle that for awhile.
6 comments:
Tim will text you....
Just stick your hand down there and hank that dead mouse out of there!
Did I ever tell you I stuck a dead mouse in your kitchen sink? I would have thought it have rotted by now; guess not. Weird.
You are weird. Must be your german, or danish blood.
When I was a kid a mouse got caught in the wall of Mom's oven. It stank for months every time she used the oven.
I'm only Irish and Danish. Get it right. The Irish side is why I'm so hot to the ladies and the Danish side is why I'm so darn adorable.
Sam: What ladies?
Did you really put a mouse in Mom's sink?
You know, "ALL" the ladies. An Irish-Dane is hard to beat and even harder to love. (My wife added that last part. I think it was b/c she has to chase away all my admirers all the time.)
And yes, why wouldn't I put a mouse down a drain? Seems like a logical thing to do.
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