This morning after I finished washing dishes, I pulled the plug and the drain came up with it. Five hours and five trips to the hardware store later, we have a functional kitchen sink along with new taps & faucet and new virtually-everything-above-the-p-trap-and-water-shut-offs. So much for the cookies I intended to bake, the lawn I intended to mow and the freelance work and accounting I intended to complete. Maybe tomorrow nothing will explode. Maybe.
