One of the frustrations of homeownership I’m quickly discovering is that when something breaks or doesn’t work…you get to fix it. There’s no calling the landlord. Unfortunately the kitchen sink has problems. It doesn’t drain, the pipes leak, and the disposal is completely useless. Fortunately, I have a live in plumber. Colby is starting to really understand plumbing (or at least he sounds like he does). He managed to fix the kitchen sink like a pro and was even rocking the plumber’s crack (I spared you that picture).