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But wait, there’s more …

Well, it appears that my leaky sink story (see here, here and here) wasn’t quite done yet.

No, it wasn’t. Not even close.

I was having my Unbook Club friends over one evening last week, so I was getting all my snacks and things ready late in the afternoon. I was busy chopping and blending and arranging various foods. I ran the garburetor several times, always making very sure to run lots of water afterward to fully wash away all the garbureted foodstuffs. And then I looked down into the sink. It didn’t seem to be draining terribly well.

Uh oh.

Then I realized that there was water dripping out of the cupboard under the sink. In fact, the little carpet I have on the floor in front of the sink was already quite wet. Water was flowing slowly under the stove.

Fuck.

I opened the cupboard and saw a small swimming pool under there, but with bits of garbureted foods in it. Lovely. I also saw that the pipe that had given me so much grief last April had detached again, even with the new flange that actually fit properly.

Fuck again.

I spent quite a long time cleaning up. And cursing. This time, I recognized, I was going to have to get a plumber in. I had been so sure that PG and I had solved the problem, but obviously not. This situation was too big for the both of us. We needed reinforcements. Professional reinforcements.

While I was mopping up, my mom called. I briefly told her what had happened and that I couldn’t talk right now. She immediately asked me if I wanted the number of the plumber she’d had out a couple of times to fix various plumbing issues at her condo. He was excellent, she said, and would most certainly be at my house that afternoon.

I called him. He showed up within ten minutes.

An hour and three hundred dollars later, my pipe was back together, it was held up by a strong metal strap (he figured the pipe had detached again due to its weight and from the vibrations of the garburetor), a major clog was removed from the garburetor pipe (likely due to the crappy water pressure in my house being unable to properly whisk away the stuff that’s been ground up in the garburetor), and best of all, he increased that water pressure for me (it was at something like 30 psi and it should have been 50. He gave me 60)!

So I hope everything will be okay under my kitchen sink now. A few days on, it seems to be staying dry under there (and you know I’m checking every time I turn the tap on, never mind the garburetor!).

But I know for an absolute certainty that my shower is simply WONDERFUL now with all that glorious water pressure!

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Mr (finally) Fix-it

It seems that PG had himself a good think about my leaky sink situation, and he decided that there was no effing way that a stupid pipe was going to get the better of him. So yesterday, he cleared everything out from under the sink, took a bunch of photos, and dragged me off to the nearest home improvement store.

Once there, he immediately headed for the kitchen department to have a look at the garburetors. I asked him why. He said that he figured that there was something wrong in the connection between the garburetor and the pipe. No, I insisted, it was the elbow joint between two pipes that wasn’t attached properly. He rolled his eyes at me (Yes, he did! HE had the audacity to roll his eyes at ME! He’ll pay for that!).

Once he’d examined what he wanted to examine, he corralled a clerk. Who was a trainee and didn’t know much (he did listen attentively, though). He went to find another clerk who actually knew something about plumbing. PG explained the situation again. This second clerk nodded wisely and said, “Sounds like the flange isn’t the right size.”

Flange? What is flange?

Well, flange is what I had been calling the “white plastic gasket thingy”. And where was flange? Flange was in the – wait for it – elbow joint between the two pipes. True, one pipe led out of the garburetor, but it definitely had nothing to do with the garburetor connection itself. Which of course I knew.

The clerk led us to where these flanges were kept in the store, and picked out a package that appeared to be the correct size, based upon PG’s photos. He said that he was pretty sure that would do the trick, but he also suggested that we buy some plumber’s putty to slather around the insides and outsides of the edges of the joint in question, just to really seal it up.

We left the store with a small package of two flanges and a small tub of plumber’s putty. The total cost was less than 10$.

As we headed home, PG mused, “I’m really not sure about that. I don’t think that guy knew what he was talking about. I think there’s more to it.”

I suggested that he try what the guy had suggested, and if it didn’t work, putty and all, we could then move on to Plan B. Plan B was call a plumber. Plan B would be much more expensive, at least 100$ just for a plumber to walk through my front door.

“No, I want a second opinion,” PG announced. “Let’s go to another store.”

So we drove to another home improvement store. PG repeated his previous behaviours. He searched out the garburetors, examined them carefully, talked to a clerk … who told him that the flange probably wasn’t the correct size, and if putting in one that was the correct size didn’t stop the leak, add some plumber’s putty to the insides and the outsides of the edges of the joint. PG strode out of the store, now more secure that he had the correct information. “The guys who work in that store are real tradespeople,” he informed me as I trotted to keep up with him. “They know what they’re talking about, because they actually DO the job.”

We went home. Less than five minutes later, so fast that I barely even noticed, PG had the new flange installed in the joint. We ran hot water. We ran cold water. We ran the garburetor. The pipe didn’t leak, not one teeny tiny drop. He didn’t even need the putty.

And I rolled my eyes at PG. “If this was so easy to fix, what took you so long?!?”

photo This is what a flange looks like.

And now you know.

Drip drip drip

My stupid kitchen sink is leaking again – or rather, the joint underneath that isn’t very well attached to the pipe from the garburetor is leaking. It had leaked last January, but I thought I’d fixed it.

Well, apparently not, because there I was on Easter Sunday morning, on my hands and knees under the sink, surrounded by a multitude of soaking wet towels and rags, trying to mop up the accumulated water inside the cupboard. Fortunately, it had only just started to seep out onto the floor, so I caught it before any real damage was done. But it wasn’t a nice way for me to finish up our lovely Easter breakfast.

So now I’ve been watching that pipe like a hawk. And I keep messing with it, tightening it, loosening it, readjusting the plastic gasket thingy inside, moving the pipe up and down and around. I don’t think I’ve made the problem any worse, but I certainly haven’t made it any better. Sometimes there is a bit of water in the big container I have under the questionable pipe, sometimes there isn’t. One morning I came downstairs, opened the cabinet door under the sink and the container was full and starting to overflow. Using the garburetor or not using the garburetor doesn’t appear to make any difference. The joint leaks when it wants to.

I guess I am going to have to call a plumber now, because this issue is obviously beyond me. PG has looked at it a number of times too, but he’s not done much plumbing work, so he’s at a bit of a loss too. I just see that there’s just an elbow joint under the sink with a white plastic ring that fits inside that should act like a gasket. But it’s not doing that and the joint isn’t firmly attached to the pipe anyway, it’s just perched on top at the moment, so of course water can drip or even pour out. None of the other pipes under the sink have loose joints like that.

This pisses me off, because I had a real plumber install my new sink and faucet a year ago, when I redid my kitchen. Nothing leaked before that. So he did (or DIDN’T do) something rather important with those pipes. And because it’s been over a year, I can’t get him back in to fix his mistake – and besides, I have no idea who he was, because everything was arranged through the home renovation store and that’s who I paid. I suppose I could call the store and ask – but honestly, do I want a plumber back in my home to fix something he screwed up in the first place?

Sigh. Anyone know a good plumbers around here?