While the rest of the world was reading how Congress was going to reward bad financial decisions by Wall Street sophisticates and main street wishful thinkers we've spent a good part of the weekend....and again this morning, trying to discover where the clog in the kitchen drain actually is. Each time we think we've got it licked...it reappears. I can't imagine what people without full basements would have to endure (over the retched stench) while crawling around in a dark, dank, 'who-knows-what's-under-there' crawlspace. How can you clear out so much gunk, run a load of dishes in the automatic dishwasher as well as a big load of hand washing (hey, with a family of six it doesn't take long for the dishes to pile up) and have the drain run smoothly (Hurrah!!) and come back the next morning and get a slow drain again? Frustrating to no end.
And so my daughter has dubbed our plumbing adventure an episode of "House--the plumbing edition".
As I give the whole mortgage lending debacle a bit of thought the bailout seems to stink as much as the gunk in the drain and further similarities include both our drain and Fannie & Freddie needing oversight on a more regular basis and both involve smelly residue, snakes and both may wind up costing me a good bit of cash out of pocket.