The dad spent the better part of two days in this space under the kitchen sink. The initial leaks he fixed right away after a quick trip to Lowe’s, with new piping, new drains, putty, and personal fortitude. Then, while admiring his handiwork he discovered another leak. A source leak due to some sort of botched soldering job. With much exasperation he ended up going back to Lowes to buy a blowtorch, which he used to un-solder and then re-solder the offending fixture back up properly. (I would have photographed, but I was at work at this time)
While he was under there he found an electrical source not wired into the breaker box. He remedied that, running the wiring through the entire side of the house to the breaker box and labelled the breaker for me. This is the only breaker switch that I have not labeled myself. Then the dad installed the garbage disposal using that oddly placed electrical box. Then he installed our dishwasher. Did I say “the dad?” Excuse me, I meant the Superdad.
Before and after shots coming soon. It's difficult to blog without internet access at home. Soon.
[*the mom came too, she’s been helping me put contact paper in the drawers and cabinets, and helping us paint the kitchen]