Tuesday, February 07, 2006

The Honeymoon is Over

Not the one with DOB--that ended at 11:01 a.m. September 8, 2003, when we arrived at the airport one minute after our flight home departed.

It's the one with the garbage disposal here. I had had so much trouble with my previous relationships, but I thought I knew how to make it work this time. I gave it plenty of water. I made sure its food was always in small pieces. I tried hard not to overfeed it. I apologized profusely the time I dropped D1's fork inside on accident.

Things went along well for awhile. Then I grew bold and careless. I started to take it for granted.

Finally, on a sinkful of sweet potato peels, it had had enough. It chewed and spit and groaned and gave up. The water wouldn't go down. The peels wouldn't go down. When the dishwasher ran last night, it filled the sink to the brim.

Today the maintenance man came out and, with a bucket and siphon and some fiddling unclear to me, restored it to functionality. We're back together again, happy but a little bit wary.

I hope I can do better this time.


the Joneses said...

I was recently told by a plumber that their busiest day of the year is the Friday after Thanksgiving, because all the people who rarely cook big meals decide that everything (including the turkey bones) can go down the garbage disposal.

I only tried to repair ours once. After I broke it enough that it now leaked instead of just not functioning, we called in a pro.


P.S. Can you (or have you) elaborate on the honeymoon story? Sounds interesting!

the Joneses said...

Yes, and that plumber told Stuart, "Don't be a plumber. Go to college and get a good job, like a doctor or a lawyer." And I replied, "My husband is a lawyer and tried to fix that, and we had to call you." I would be delighted with a plumber for a son.

-- SJ

Devona said...

I fixed a garbage diposal once.

I used a wooden spoon and my hand. I made sure that the power was shut off first.

What happens a lot is that some thing hard and small (like aquarium gravel in my case) gets lodged in between the outside wall and the rotating chopper thingy. You just need to get that small thingy out by moving the rotating thingy backwards about 2 degrees.

As you can see, I am a professional. :)

Rose said...

By accident I once saw a terrible preview (in front of a PG movie, which I thought was illegal!) where a person, one of a group earmarked for certain doom, gets his hand caught in a garbage disposal, and I have been terrified of garbage disposals ever since. (Yes, I'm sure he thought it was turned off, too. You can't be too careful when Fate is against you.)

Queen of Carrots said...

I have had that same fear, despite not ever seeing it, coupled with a morbid fascination. I'm afraid that I will either turn it on with my hand inside either out of absent-mindedness or ill-advised curiosity

Meredith said...

This is one of those times when you can be happy you're in a rental home--no DIY needed!

Sarah M. said...

Rose, I too unfortunately saw that same preview... guess it was call "Final Destination" I've had nightmares ever since. Such awful movies. Shudder.... should not be permitted in commercials or previews :-p