I was turning off the dishwasher this morning (to save electricity, I turn it off when it reaches the drying cycle), and I stepped in water.
I just knew I was going to have a dishwasher repair bill in my near future. But it was simply a pipe under the sink that had rusted through. My finger felt a little opening along the bottom, but when I started twisting it off, it broke in two in my hand.
Thank goodness the nearby Stanley Hardware opens early on Saturdays. They always take really good care of me there. When I left, they said they’d see me again today (“You’re doing plumbing; you’ll be back” – they were quite confident), and I so wanted to prove them wrong. And I did.
Making the repair, I had a moment when I thought I had bought the wrong-length pipe and would have to return to the store (and eat crow), but I was able to make it work! It was fixed in less than 5 minutes. I didn’t even have to dig out a wrench.
And this $8.27 plumbing problem had unplanned but happy consequences. It made me take a good look around at the house. I realized it had been several weeks (ok, months) since I had mopped the kitchen floor. After I swept and mopped, I got a lot more done (vacuuming, taking the rest of the Christmas decorations downstairs, paring down our collection of cleaning products and corresponding empty containers, and more).
And tonight I’m updating our budget. Bruce got word last week that he has been approved for disability, a process that took only five months vs. the 2 years we expected it to take. We’ve even gotten a check already. An answer to a lot of prayers (a big thanks to those of you who said them). So now we can start digging ourselves out of the hole.
I’ll go get the shovel.