Moving sucks. But some things suck more than moving. Like living with the sink in this house.
Every month or so it falls apart, literally: the pipes were put together in such a poorly thought-out way that they won't stay together for longer than that. So then we have water (if we're lucky, that's all it is) spewed all over the floor and anything we had in the cabinet underneath.
This weekend was especially awesome, since it broke on Saturday, and then again on Monday, when we were still digging our way out from the mountain of dishes caused by the first explosion. (Of COURSE we can't use the dishwasher while the sink is broken. I think this is standard design but it shouldn't be.)
So here is a picture of where Rachel did a load of dishes in the bathtub.
We will not miss this house.
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
The sink from hell
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did you buy the house or are you renting it??
Renting. If we owned it, we'd pay to fix it permanently. But the landlord only wants to put band-aids on it, so it's sure to keep happening.
That's horrid! Poor Rachel, doing dishes in the tub. I feel for you, girl.
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