Yesterday, while making dinner my kitchen sink stopped draining. I turned on the garbage disposal thinking that might do the trick. It did a great job of moving the water to the other sink. When Dan came home he helped me plunge the sinks but there was no change.
Dan had to leave and I should have put the kids to bed but I just couldn't leave the sink alone. For some reason it was driving me crazy.
I was talking to one of my younger sisters who seemed to know quite a bit about plumbing. I took her advice and drained the sink by loosening the trap. I took the whole trap off and didn't see any kind of clog. I did realize how dirty the inside of the pipe looked. I couldn't help but clean it all out. Unsure of what to try next I took all of the pipes out from under the sink and cleaned them. I put them all back together and tried the water. It still wasn't moving the water through. I consulted my dad and a friend who suggested using something to stick back in the pipe behind the wall. I once again drained out all the water and took out the pipes. I used a long plastic, spiky stick that I use to clean out the other drains and then put the pipes all back. Still clogged. I drained the water and again took all the pipes out and this time used a metal coat hanger with a hook on the end to reach back inside the wall. I still didn't find anything but put the pipes back hoping it would work. No luck.
I head upstairs to check on the kids. I hear water and a little girl laughing. I peek my head around the corner as she dumps another cup of water in the hallway floor. She says, "It's a pool, I'm pretending." Nice. I get her in bed, and sop up the water.
Today, I called a plumber!
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3 comments:
Like mother like daughter...:) But of course, you never did that.
I was enthralled in your plumbing story like it was the last page of a novel where the twist was finally revealed. I just couldn't wait to see how it ended!
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