We came home last Tuesday evening to find water standing in the kitchen floor in front of the refrigerator. There was water dripping from the 'water in the door spout' that hasn’t worked in years. We’ve had this refrigerator since 1997.
We had to keep towels to soak up the water until my husband could take a look at it the next day. What he found was the spout in the back that supplies water to the icemaker had corroded and was stuck on. It took a whole evening to get the parts he needed to fix it but we were blissfully dry for the first time in 24 hours.
Then, Saturday evening Lindsey was in the kitchen making muffins when she came around the corner where I sat and said, ‘The sink is leaking.’ Well, that’s not uncommon, I knew I had a big pan underneath to catch any drips. ‘No, it’s Really leaking!’ I ran to see what was happening.
I had been doing a load of dishes and the water was gushing out the pipe. I shut off the dishwasher and I thought I needed to get that pan emptied so it could catch the rest of the water that was running out. I had Lindsey help me lift the very full, very heavy pan up to the sink where, what did I do? Yep, poured the water down the drain. Well, Lindsey had herself a good laugh. It didn’t occur to me where that water was going to go. I had to scramble to get another big bowl to put under there to catch That water.
I’m not taking anything for granted, but we’ve been dry now since late Saturday night.
This is my kitchen island. It is hard keeping it clear because everything lands here. I don’t have a lot of counter space, so most of our ‘cooking’ is done here.
Everything was back to normal Monday so I made a pot roast. I had to try out my new roasting pan. It looks like I'm feeding an army, doesn't it?
I hope that you all are having a most blessed week! Twyla