There will come a day when I, at last, have a kitchen sink. I have the sink, ya' see, just no works below. When that day comes, I will wash dishes & silverware, loose crappola down the drain, and frequently run out of hot water, with glee. That will be cool. Bubba has the best of intentions & we've a really cute house sitting on a pretty, green, acre...but, he just never got around to installing the works under the kitchen sink...I reckcon it must be 8 years or so, and we are cool in the summer & warm in the winter, and the kitchen sink just does not get installed. We wash our dishes in a tupperware pan the size of the sink that it sits in. Walk the tub into the bathroom, fill it with hot, soapy water, bring it back to the kitchen & there, wash the dishes. When washed, put dishes into a second pan, walk it into the bathroom, rinse with hot water & come back to the kitchen & toss it in the drainer to dry. The silverware often drops on the floor while, or immediately after, cleaning. Folks shake their heads & mutter "tsk-tsk"...but we have gotten along pretty well to date. I saw Oprah have a hissy fit about another couple not having their kitchen sink-she redid their house, still having a hissy fit about no kitchen sink, people! It isn't like going through a hurricane, or a tornado, but,I really look forward to the day that Bubba finally does put in the kitchen sink. It is sitting there, where it will be when he finally does get around to installing it, inoperable, and incomplete. I am looking forward to using that jet-blast Liquid Plummer & blasting clogs to France. That will be cool.
And yet, we are really happy. We have everything, ya know, except a working kitchen sink. Next thing you know, I'll want a garbage disposal.
