Soooooo....

[conuly]

The drain on the kitchen sink finally said "fuck this" and upgraded from "partially clogged" to "entirely clogged inside the wall", so we called the plumber and he snaked it and it now drains beautifully. It is a lovely sound.

He also poked a hole in it, because those pipes are probably 100 years old. So now we have to rip out the wall to get it fixed and I didn't even tell my sister the bad news yet, I forgot, but this probably will mean we have to reinstall the sink. (We're not giving up on the sink, which is also original to the house, but the plumber was not sanguine about the odds of the vanity on which it rests surviving this process.)

So, you know, that happened. Thank god we technically have a second sink downstairs. The stove upstairs works, and the sink downstairs works, and half our skillets are cast iron and kill me now.

Comments

[silveradept]

The joys of home ownership. Terrible that the small problem became a much bigger one.

[conuly]

It could be worse. And listen, at least since we're ripping up the wall anyway we're going to go ahead and get the bathroom.

[silveradept]

Might as well get it all done in one good improvement swoop!

[darkoshi]

I was given a cast iron enamel pot as a gift once (actually as a replacement for a non-cast iron enamel pot of mine the other person had damaged). It was so heavy I hardly ever used it, and after years of it sitting mostly unused in the cabinet and taking up space, I finally gave it to someone who appreciated it more than me. Lugging it up and down stairs would definitely be unwise.

I have some plumbing work I ought to get done on my house, but I'm dreading it because of the experiences I've had in the past with plumbers.

[conuly]

If you get any more gifts like that, send them my way! I'll pay the shipping.

[darkoshi]

I'll try to keep that in mind :)