I am the fix-it around our house. J gets too frustrated too quickly to do most home improvement or repair projects. He's of the If It Doesn't Fit MAKE IT School of home repair. I frown on this method. (Although I must admit that his penchant for hitting computers seems to get errant hardware working.)
That is why when the disposal was clogged with potato peels (don't ask) on Monday night, I was the one who borrowed a drain snake from my dad on Wednesday. I released the trap, with a bucket below to catch the mess, and snaked that pipe! It was dirty only in the most literal sense of the word.
The good news:
I did it! I fixed it! A sense of accomplishment all around.
The bad news:
Thursday during a Very Important Meeting at work I got a call from my house husband that I could not answer (VIM.) He called back twice more in a row. Since I couldn't leave to take the call I instant messengered J's friend, who called him and told J to get on IM to communicate with me (this would have been easier had J not voluntarily given up his cell phone last year.)
"The Dishwasher is broken," he entered. "What happened?" I asked.
Long story short, smoke started billowing out of the washer. Hmm. This is probably beyond my Huxtable-like skills of home repair.
Score 1 for me and a drain snake.
Score 1 for the appliances and the repair guy who is coming today.
The best news is that we have options when it comes to affording new appliances.