Category Archives: Home repair

That sinking feeling

Posted in Home improvement, Home repair, you've got to be kidding by

I was just putting David into the bathtub and taking my vitamins and my (last) BCP, when I heard a bunch of commotion in the master bathroom.

There was S., pulling everything out from under the bathroom sink. The entire cabinet was dripping wet.

It seems that builders grade sinks can rust out and fall to pieces. Really.

The good news is *something* made S. actually look under the cabinet, otherwise we would have ended up with an even bigger problem. I had visions of water seeping through to the 1st floor and a homeowners claim, but thankfully we caught it in time.

The bad news is we have two other bathroom sinks in the house that are also crappy builders grade and likely also rusting and decomposing under our noses. Not to mention we had plans to gut said bathroom and renovate next year so I am annoyed that I have to replace something that I’ll rip out again in a year anyway.

So last night turned into “Bob the Builder FixIt Night” (or so David called it) and S. removed the sink and sub-par plumbing attachments. We now have a big hole awaiting a new sink.

One trip to Large Home Improvement Store today, and we will be ready for Part II… installing a new sink.

Fun times at the BagMomma house.

Kitchen Smackdown

Posted in Home repair, Hubby rocks by

Get you minds out of the gutter. lol.

In one corner, a dead garbage disposal. In the other, hubby.

Weapons permitted: Wrench , Hammer, and Flashlight.

The battle begins.

Garbage disposal is the most recent kitchen appliance to go haywire in the BagMomma house (following the Microwave death, Refrigerator melt down, and Stove incident in the last month).

Hubby turns on the switch. Garbage Disposal hums, then dies. All is silent.

Hubby presses the reset button. Garbage disposal is mocking him and only makes a faint humming sound. Take that!!

Hubby grabs his weapons from his tool box. Garbage disposal is nervous as hubby gives it the stare down.

Hubby uses wrench and hammer to knock sense into flywheel of garbage disposal.

Garbage disposal grinds with glee….. “I’m free!”

Hubby is victorious.

And I am grateful I don’t have to call appliance repair man for the 4th time this month.

So goes another evening in the BagMomma house.

p.s. for those of you who have been following my kitchen appliance meltdown tally, the only appliance which has not needed repair in the last thirty days is the dishwasher.

My conclusion: new appliances which are now cheaply made within the confines of the Asian continent have a lifespan of EXACTLY 7 years. Be warned.