I stepped in a puddle of water on Tuesday night, right in front of the dish rack. I figured I had been a tad sloppy washing the pots and pans, so I just threw a dish towel onto it and walked away. When I stepped on the same spot and felt a cold, wet towel under my toes on Wednesday night, I decided to check out the problem. A great big puddle on the floor, coming from the sink cabinet. Great. The entire floor of the cabinet was sopping wet and warped. Water everywhere. I found a (working) flashlight and turned on the tap to find the link. Even better: the drain pipe. So the water wasn't even clean! EWWW!
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The Culprit: A cracked seal |
I called my dad to make sure I could consider this problem a not-emergency, since emergency plumbers are EXPENSIVE. He concurred. Keep the sink use to a minimum, avoid running the dishwasher, and the leak should be contained. I posted a photo of the problem in Facebook, to share my woes... and came back to 15 comments from friends advising how I could fix it myself!
I planned on fixing the pipe after work yesterday, but when I got home from work my father-in-law was under the sink, wrench in hand!! I have never been so happy to see that man. I didn't have to do anything! Laura tried to help out a little while I basked in not doing a darn thing.
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Don't worry, Laura has a flashlight! |
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Laura micromanaging the job |
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Laura checking out the finished product |
The sink is good as new, and I can wash dishes again. Yay! Er, wait a minute.