Everything AND the Kitchen Sink
Yesterday Lil C and I made about eight dozen cookies for her birthday party this weekend. Today, I got home from campus and got to work. I made about 80 chicken rolls, chopped up all my vegetables, made loaves of bread shaped like starfish for a vegetable dip bread bowl, made icing to decorate those eight dozen cookies, and got the girls and my Mom to decorate all of the cookies.
As I sat down after dinner tonight to take a breather, my under-mounted kitchen sink dropped completely out of its place. Mr. BBM and I sprang into action, him holding the sink up, and me trying to get everything out from underneath it while we both tried to figure out how to prop the thing up so the pipes and garbage disposal wouldn't break. Mr. BBM eventually got a tri-pod to hold it up; and then I freaked out.
How the hell am I going to get ready for a party on Saturday when I'm expecting about 50 people. . . without a sink?
I told Mr. BBM to call every number we had for our counter-top/sink people and he did, each message becoming more frantic as I said in the background, "We don't want to SCHEDULE AN APPOINTMENT! WE NEED THEM HERE NOW! TONIGHT!"
Within a few minutes, we had a call back and they are coming tomorrow morning. I should be able to use my sink in about an hour, they said. Apparently if the plumber doesn't let it sit long enough, it can mess with the seal. Also, the board that was supposed to hold our sink up in case of the seal failing was barely screwed into the cabinet. That will get fixed tomorrow too.
With any luck, they'll be here bright and early as planned, and I won't have to wash dishes in my clothes washer or perhaps my jacuzzi tub in preparation for and at this birthday party.