My obviously antiquated understanding of the main and intended purpose for invention of the sink, be it kitchen, bathroom or basement, was the containment or holding of water, whether it was running 'through' to the pipe below while the drain was open or being held in the ceramic bowl while the drain was closed.
Yet I have discovered in my home that it is So Much more. Did you know it can serve as a wastebasket? Yessirree! Just toss any lint plucked off a shirt, maybe a small pebble that's fallen out of your shoe tread or how about that cough drop or gum wrapper that's been rolled into a tight little ball right down inside there and once you run a little water, hey!, it all disappears!! What do you know?!! Pretty slick, huh??
Funny - Haven't heard from any volunteers who were willing to step up and pay for the plumber when he charged me BIG TIME to snake out the pipes once all these 'contributions' had turned into a big globby-stinky-black-mucky-drippy mess which served as a barricade to the one thing that's supposed to be flowing through those very same pipes. Considering the 20 minute showers a certain person (who shall remain nameless) likes to take, you would think all that liquid would force the accumulating trash to simply wash out to the sewer line. Surely that hazy law or principle in my long-ago-and-far-away Physics class which beckons to me from the dark corners of my mind is trying to validate that assumption to be true.
And reminding everyone to use the wastebaskets available in each and every single room of this house (having been placed there accordingly for the sole purpose of collecting lint and paper and pebbles) along with telling that certain nameless person that they are not only wasting water but also turning the entire bathroom into a sauna, doesn't seem to be changing anything around here.
S0 maybe I just need to get a little craftier...like tuck a little piece of Limburger cheese in a drafty place so when the noses in the house start to pick up on it and complain about the odor, I can wonder out loud if it could be the stench of the yucky stuff in the pipes. Hmmm. That's one possibility. Perhaps a bit extreme yet oh so interesting to contemplate. A little mother's revenge. Sah-weet!!!
