I love the sound of water; waves crashing on beaches or rocks, waterfalls, a steady rain fall. But when that sound comes from under the kitchen sink, well from any sink really, my heart sinks. (no pun intended.)
So, we begin another Monday. The drain pipe thingy disconnected from the drain thingy. I’m not fond of doing plumbing work, but this was a no brainer. First remove the stuff from the cabinet. Fortunately, I’m no stranger to leaks, so everything under there is in plastic containers. This not only makes it easier to get to and clean out, they also can serve as buckets. On the downside, this may have been leaking for a while before it cut loose as one of the containers was full and a bit stinky I might add.
I’m on the floor, playing plumber and that’s when it happens. I get a charlie horse. WTF? Are you kidding me? Attend to the cramp, or close the pipe that leads to the sewer line that is filling my kitchen with smelly gases?
The Pink Attitude is feeling a little washed out today.
Pink Is an attitude 