This happened before Kramer passed away. It’s been such a whirlwind I think I’ll be catching you up for awhile.
Here’s the story:
When we came home from the hospital the last time, I came home to a clogged sink. UGH.
I had known it was not working right…but that was something Kramer always took care of. I had been putting off saying anything about it as I knew he’d be frustrated that he couldn’t manage fixing it. He so prided himself on taking care of me and the maintenance around the house.
Finally the sink got to the point that it was clogged and nothing was going down that drain. I thought it was weird as we haven’t lived in the house that long. Then Kramer said it was likely a childcare kid who had sent something down the drain. UGH.
So that evening while Kramer was sitting in his chair, I grabbed a bucket and towels and hoped for the best….
I started taking it apart…AH. That awful stink of sitting water in the elbow about did me in. Thankfully the bucket was in the perfect spot and caught it all.
Then I looked and nothing. Nothing was in the elbow. I started messing with the sink. I was so frustrated when I started messing with the drain of the sink. I pushed it and….the water started going down-it was a tiny trickle but at least it was moving. I had forgotten that the trap of this sink released and locked by pushing it.
Okay. At least the water was moving albeit SLOW. Then I started wrestling with that silver piece at the bottom of the sink. Somehow there was something in that part of the sink that wasn’t letting water release. Kramer was probably right. It probably was the childcare kiddos.
Finally I got it out and NOPE…It was hair stuck in the apparatus…and a rock (that might have been from the kids).
I got everything back together and reported back to Kramer. He quickly told me that I was promoted. I would now do all the plumbing in the house. I told him probably not….but now it looks like I will. I sure will miss his ability to fix almost anything. That is an awesome trait….one I took for granted.
Kramer HATED plumbing problems. Of all the jobs to around the house, anything with plumbing for sure was his least favorite job to do.
I’m so thankful that this was a success story. At least I know if this sink fails, I have a prayer of being able to handle it.