Saturday was one of those la-de-da days. I cooked, cleaned up the kitchen, loaded the dishwasher and went about my business.
Noticed that my slippers were wet–one of those scratch your head moments. I backtracked to the kitchen and discovered water on the floor! The rug runner by the sink was soaked. Hauled it out to the deck and threw it over the railing to drip dry.
Shut off the dishwasher. Ran downstairs to the laundry room and discovered a stream of water dripping over the well housing and soaking the floor. All that water in the dishwasher had to go somewhere! Used the shop vac to get up as much as possible.
Returned to the kitchen, opened the cabinet and after touching all the pipes, discovered a hole in the elbow pipe large enough for my thumb to go through!
Spent Mother’s Day in a funk because I could not cook. Cooking comes together with the kitchen sink. I’m always rinsing my fingers and loading things into the sink. I’m a clean as you go type of gal.
Due to the holiday I couldn’t get help. My neighbor fixed the problem yesterday. I now have a PVC elbow pipe. Baked chicken last night — legs and thighs in this fabulous oil/paprika/garlic basting sauce. Oh, Yummy!