Does it ever seem like things break in waves around your house? Within the last month, we've been having all these little things here and there going wrong. I emphasize the little and I am grateful they are little.
Well I wouldn't exactly call the oven debacle a little thing, although a new heating element only cost $55 and we did the quick fix ourselves. Then our second bathroom sink wasn't draining. I tried my darndest to snake the clog free myself, but no I had to call our local friendly plumber. The power snake did the trick in about 20 minutes. Charge to snake the sink, $155 bucks.
To top it all off, my car wanted in on the action. A light appeared, the your tires are unusually low light, on my dashboard. I had no idea I had such a sensor on my tires. Turns out after two weeks of driving with it on, I had a screw in my tire, that was causing a very slow leak. The dealership did not charge me to plug my tire when I had an oil change. I don't know if they just forgot or what, but how likely is it that a car dealership would plug a tire for free? Luck was on our side.
Hopefully, this will be the final the house is falling apart, itty-bitty piece by piece, tale. The other night, we were going through the bedtime routine. First stop, bathroom business. The girls were both on the step stool at the bathroom sink waiting to brush their teeth.
GL is yelling on her tippy toes, "Choo, Choo, Choo, Choo" demanding her train toothbrush.
SJ attempts to open medicine chest door, when all of a sudden it makes a loud pop. The door, which weighs no less than 20 pounds, sticks a bit and then drops in the corner a couple of inches. I grab the door as quickly as possible, fearing it would crash down on my sink. My new shiny sink from our bathroom remodel last year, pictures here.
So now, I am in a pickle, as I like to call it. I need to problem solve fixing the medicine cabinet door with one hand while bearing the weight with the other hand. I send Sj to get screwdriver when I discover the hinge will not just pop back into the bracket. I am awkwardly trying to reattach screws and getting no where fast. That's not exactly true, I was getting frustrated rather quickly.
Mind you my husband is on his way home from a business trip while this is all transpiring.
The one hand holding 20 some pounds of door and the other trying to attach or detach screws in two hinges and brackets now is fruitless. I send Sj for the telephone. I reach my hubby.
Me: Where are you? (typical wife question, may I add)
Hubby: I'm pulling into the driveway.
Me: Can you run inside as fast as possible, like right NOW!!! Run, Run, RUN.
Not sure what went through his brain in that moment, I will have to inquire. He came to the rescue. All I can say is thank goodness, because I was truly in a bind. Two adults, four hands,a screwdriver, and the mirrored door was safely removed. Big sigh.
The next morning, I called the company, and they are sending a new hinge. The woman casually mentioned they make a THREE hinge version now because of all the problems they encountered with my version. Nice, thanks for the salt in my wound lady.
Here's your chance to be nosy, take a peek inside my medicine chest. It's currently doorless, but we have just received the hinge. Ummm, yeah, I have a weakness for products. I will refrain from showing you my toiletry closet.