DD went back to college and left me with the cold she arrived with. On top of that this morning when I came downstairs to feed the cats and make coffee, the rug in front of the sink was damp. I gave a quick mental shout - please let a kitty have peed on it - but no. The drain pipe under the sink has given out. And yes, hubby has left me to deal with it. Though apparently guilt got the better of him as he's already called from work to apologize for running out on this problem.
Is it mandatory for me to find a pair of pants that expose things while I play plumber today? I hope not!
Donna in Virginia