Why do misadventures always follow...

a really great vacation?  That is what seems to happen to me, and on a fairly regular basis too.  

You always have loads of work to do at home when coming back from vacation, chores like unpacking, laundry, grocery shopping,etc. to name a few.  So out I  went, Monday morning, to do my grocery shopping, after having unpacked and started a load of laundry. I know, I know! You should never leave any household appliance running when you are NOT home.  Unfortunately for me, I seem to have developed a certain "insouciance dans ma vieillesse", a less careful attention to the minutae of daily life, let's say, as I age.:) 

Upon my return, I went downstairs to put away meat in the freezer.  As soon as I opened the door to the laundry room, I stepped in WATER. Lots of water! A quick glance showed me that my laundry tub was plugged, and had overflowed. Yikes!  I quickly mopped up the worst of the water, and put in a phone call to my Handy Bro. I figured I would pick his brain, before I called a plumber. 

Well, he soon popped in, and twenty hours later, four return trips, at least three to four hours of shopping, getting his tools, checking what he had at home, AND putting in the actual work, the source of my plugged up sink had been found, checked, cleared, explained, fixed and replaced.  Not only had he found the source of my problem, but after using a plumber's snake, cutting many pieces of pipe and teaching me about couplings and unions, (what amount marriage and committment?), he ended up replacing my old laundry sink completly !  How fortunate am I?  I don't know any plumber, NO MATTER how handy he is, nor how much he charges, who would have done what my Handy Bro did. 

Of course, none of this would have happened if I hadn't started dumping my coffee grinds from my Bodem, D*O*W*N my laundry tub drain, a few months ago. What was I thinking?  I have no idea! I usually put the grinds in my flower beds, or in the garbage.  In my defense, there is no one around to say to me, "Hey, don't do that! You will plug your sink!" Vimy can't tell me.  I rely entirely too much on that dog. 

Another lesson learned ONCE again by this senior baby boomer.  However, like ALL my misadventures, I always seem to come out smelling like a rose, even though that was NOT the smell emanating out of my laundry room today. My big plumbing problem has disappeared, plus I have a new laundry tub, which hadn't even been on my "wish list". 
OUT with the OLD!

IN with the NEW!

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