I had a nice post planned for today. I was going to finish it last night and schedule it to go off in the morning, but alas, somebody put a whole pineapple worth of rind down the drain. Even after throughly running the disposal, we later found out that this clogged not only the kitchen sink, but the dishwasher drain, the washing machine drain AND the utility sink drain, too (it's all connected).
After fiddling with the sink pipes, a gush of gross water and sink/drain puke gushed all over the floors. Sink puke is gross, but at least it was mostly pineapple. (We had friends over earlier and we set up a mini-pizza bar, complete with chopped onions, bell-peppers, tiny pepperonis, PINEAPPLE and lots of other little bits of toppings. The sink puke was a mixture of toppings, mostly bits of onions and pineapple rind chunks, though. I couldn't imagine if we'd have dumped a huge thing of spaghetti sauce or a gross pot of old chicken soup down the drain not knowing how the night would unfold. I guess pineapple sink puke is pretty un-offensive as far as those things go. Still totally gross.)
After the gush, I rolled around frantically throwing ALL of our clean towels on the kitchen floor and Dustin was able to mop all of the water out the kitchen door and into the garage, which is thankfully connected. He then pushed the water out into the driveway and sweeped up the chunks and threw them in the trash can. after my adrenaline rush wore off, I freaked out and started frantically crying and freaking out because the sink puke violated my clean space. Is that a pregnancy thing? Maybe it's an anal retentive thing.
After consulting with a friend of ours (Thanks Charlie!!) who happens to know his way around the pipes (that should be a plumber's formal title... "King of the Pipes"... that's kind of bad-ass), we've called a local plumber (thanks Yelpers!) to come out tomorrow afternoon and fix our problem.
That also means that no shower (just in-case it's a deep back-up) until the drains are cleared, which translates out to a washcloth bath in the morning and as few midnight pee-flushes as possible.
Lessons learned (for me):
- Do all the prep work myself because I know what NOT to put the the drain.
- NEVER put pineapple down your pipes.
- Be thankful for helpful friends.
- The residual pineapple smell is okay for now. Fruit rots fast, though.
- It's okay to cry when you feel overwhelmed and it's over something that's not THAT important.
- Pregnant ladies and sink puke don't mesh.
- This baby in my belly doesn't care about the sink puke.
- Sometimes a Husband might catch a bit of The Clumsies, and after one huge ordeal, he might spill a glass of water on your side of the bed, right before bedtime on accident.
- It's important to love your Husband a little extra when he messes up because he feels ten times worse about all of it than you do.
Happy Monday my lovely friends. :)
(Spare two clicks to show pity on my sink-puke soul?)