Thursday night we transported Sam’s huge 40 gallon fish tank from his apartment to our apartment. After a long and agonizing half an hour, it made it there safe and sound. While Sam filled the tank back up with water, I cleaned the algae off the rocks and plastic plants. Unknowingly, I must have dropped a large rock down the drain. The next afternoon when I was making lunch I turned on the garbage disposal and the metal sink went pop. That was the end of the garbage disposal and the ancient rotted metal pipes under the sink. After many hours of hard labor, two trips to Home Depot for two new metal pipes and one garbage disposal later, the kitchen sink was back to normal. I love my handy man Sam [and I think my landlord does too.] Since, he didn’t have to lift a finger.
Also, this morning as if I wasn’t blonde enough for that one, I dropped my mascara brush in the cat litter box. End of story.
good golly… it’s so much fun to be blonde.
