Yes, can you believe it? Charlie is 6 months old today! These have absolutely been the best 6 months of my life. But, since his 6 month appointment isn't until Friday, I'm going to pre-empt a post focused on Charlie's growth, achievments, likes, dislikes, etc. with a little story that will outline exactly what the poor boy is going to have to deal with as he grows up. Below is an email that I sent to Jason about 5 minutes ago...
Subject: It's safe to say...
I didn't miss my calling as a plumber.
So, you know how my sink has been draining super slow lately. Well, obviously it's probably due to all the hair I'm losing. Since you'd mentioned that to get the plug out you have to unhook something down below, I decided to check it out. After a couple of tries, I figured out how to unhook the stopper pull and then remove the little bar so I could unhook the stopper itself. I pulled it out and it was absolutely disgusting, so I pulled the hair off and started to remove this weird black sludge stuff -- but I decided I wanted to get it really clean, so I rinsed it. In my sink. Yes, really. No, it did not occur to me that this would be unwise.
So, a minute later I bent down to put it all back together and heard water running to my right…out of the cabinet onto the floor. Yes, really. Amazingly, I got it cleaned up and I got the sink put back together. So, it appears that while I have the skills to be a plumber, I lack the understanding that water flows through open holes…
Happy Wednesday.
