It has been a seriously crazy last two days. Chloe was sick and at the vet on Saturday...started with excessive vomiting and by last night had moved on to coming out the other end in a sloppy mess all over my house. Thankfully, we seem to have moved on from this gross and smelly issue, and the little Chloe digestive pipes seem to be working as they should....
But to top the doggie digestive woes off, yesterday my kitchen sink started backing up on top of a garbage disposal. To be honest, ever since I moved in, the disposal really hasn't worked all that well an issue that I think would be best blamed on the same woman that lived here a few years ago and flushed so many tampons down the toilet that my brother (who lived in my current house before I moved in) walked into his bathroom one day after moving in and found the plumbing had backed up into in shower. I'm thinking that was one of those times where the reality really is a lot grosser than it sounds.
Anyway...not having a kitchen sink, even for one hour when you have a dog that is pooping all over your house is a bit of a problem. So after a lovely dinner, I convinced my parents to come over to my place to take a look....and by parents I mean, I asked my mom and since my dad was driving, he came along too.
After poking around with a flash light and tongs, my dad, in all his infinite plumbing wisdom - which is one of the reasons I tend to let my mom handle all the handyman kinds of things....at least I know that if she doesn't know the answer to something she's not pulling some theory out of her ass....something I'm never sure about with my day. Anyway...my dad tells me that he thinks I need a new garbage disposal and that he can install it for me, no problem. In reality...this is a problem since it's now 8:00 on a Sunday night and he leaves for California on Monday morning for the week. There was no way in hell I was going to be able to not have a functioning kitchen sink for a whole week.
We stood around my disappointing sink, debating our options for a few minutes before my dad decides to call in a favor and get a plumber out to my house on Monday morning to unclog my sink and put in a new garbage disposal.
So good old Joe the Plumber (no...really...his name actually was Joe) came out to my house this morning and as I'm walking him over to my sink, I'm telling him that you know, the disposal has never really worked properly and now it's not draining well, and that my dad thinks maybe I need a new one and all the while, I'm wondering how long the whole replacement will take and how much it will cost because frankly these days I'm pretty short on both time and money....
Less than one minute, zero dollars, and this little nifty tool later....
My garbage disposal works like a charm. To say I felt like an idiot is an understatement....
