
My day today has been busy and yet overall uneventful. I have put off cleaning and laundry for the most part to finish reading my book, watch some mindless television, and eat perogies. I did time myself clearing off the island because, well you know how things are huge in your head? I did not rush at all and it took me 4 minutes and 37 seconds. I shake my head.
I also went through a laundry basket, made a pile of clothes to give away, organized the basket with blankets including the box with my electric blanket for storage.
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| pile to give away |
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| for storage |
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| small amount of water |
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| took 1 minute to drain |
The problem is obvious. I started by cleaning out under the sink and getting a bucket. As you will see, I did not have rubber gloves - sandwich bag to the rescue.
The idea for the title and the quote came as I removed the pipes and all I could smell was a perm solution smell. Now, I know you remember this smell as well as I do, and I couldn't figure it out at first. It was not perm solution, but a chemical indeed. It was Drano. Treating the symptom...not solving the problem. I wonder how much money Kerchief has spent on Drano over the past 3 years... treating the symptom.



As you can see, the hair was disgustingly clogging the pipe, and the slime from Drano and other gross things that I don't want to think about filled the pipes as well. I pulled the hair glob out and ran some water into my bucket, and it still was not draining well. I had to figure out how to clear that silver pipe. I tried digging at it with several things to ill avail. I knew I had to take out the stopper. This concerned me because I was not sure how to get it off at first, and then I wasn't sure I would be able to put it back correctly and have it work! I refused to be defeated.

I had to use a coat hanger to dig out the rest of the gunk from the top. Makes you wonder what is is your sink doesn't it!? I flushed the nastiness then cleaned the pipes and the bucket. The cleaning up the bucket is when I threw up...yes.. I gagged and gagged and threw up in my mouth a little. In my defense, it smelled really bad! Do you remember gagging when changing a super nasty diaper? I do. Yet, I powered through and put everything back together. The stopper that concerned me - when it came time to put it in, I thought it must be logical can't just dig around. It is like threading a needle without seeing the hole. I put the stopper in vertical to the faucet and viola!
The sink drains properly. I could not leave the problem (still working on that!), and I had to stop living with the problem. I stopped treating the symptom; I solved the problem.
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| Yay me! |















Yeah you, indeed! Proud of you. Now, help me do the same....
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