We had a lovely time at Ouiser's father-in-law's 85th birthday party tonight. We had a delicious dinner, we all wore funny hats, we kept the Papoosekin up past her bedtime, we watched some Poppins. Then we came home.
To water all over the basement floor, dripping from the ceiling, wear it apparently had been pooling for days in the subflooring, waiting to unleash all its dirty nastiness all over my washing machine and general laundry area.
Apparently, the dishwasher is broken. No love lost there; we hate this Frigidaire monstrosity, and Ouiser has the same one and curses it at least once daily, too. But someone previously inhabiting this house fancied themselves a do-it-him (or her)-selfer and really so, so wasn't.
According to the Husband, the tile that is in our kitchen was installed improperly. Well, it's really a fantastic display of ineptitude captured in one glorious disaster of a kitchen floor. The specific dysfunction that applies to this story is the fact that the kitchen tile was installed on top of plywood adhered to linoleum, rather than a cement basing, and this tile does not extend under the dishwasher. So, when it flooded, we saw nary a drop, as you usually would, with the flooding flooding itself all over your floor. Instead, it just soaked into the subflooring. For at least two days. Now, we walk by the dishwasher and water squeezes up through cracks in the grout and pools on the floor. It's lovely, really.
The Husband is currently trying to determine whether he can repair it, we should call a repairman, or dump the hateful thing and buy a new one. I am helpfully staying out of the way. I did clean up some of the basement, but my back warned me against being the one to scrub and mop the floor.
So, we knew we were going to tear up this floor anyway, but don't really relish being forced into doing it NOW. This house is not so much into the gentle nudges.
Meanwhile, here's a funny blog on the ineptitudes of Pepperidge Farm to take our minds off the ineptitudes of Frigidaire.
Or something to make you think. A lot.
Or funny things from munchkins.
Links from Fussy.
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Thank you so much for linking and liking my story, it was an amazing thing to be a part of.
Oh whoops. That was supposed to be me. Instead it posted under my BFF who is sharing my laptop for the weekend. Whoops. HI!
I am right there with what Moosh said. I think it means a lot to both of us.
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