“You are going to get sick of doing that in under a week”
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Let me just say something right off the bat – nothing chaps my ass more and
delights Jake, than when he is 100%, unanimously right about something I so
adamantly did not want him to be right about. However, I can’t be too mad about it,
because when the shoe is on the other foot, I also delight in it in the least
gracious way possible. We must be perfect for each other.
Anywho, he was referring to the only way we have to remove
all of the water from our lovely kitchen sink. You see, the lip of the drain is
not flush, so the water does not drain itself entirely, and we have to use a
squeegee (the kind window washers use basically, but smaller), to scrape the
water into the middle to the drain. “Ohh this is fun! It’s like one of those zen sand things you have on
your desk” was my first impression, like how fun! As if this is going to get annoying, silly fiance what do you know, this is relaxing. Meditating, practically.
And, well, spoiler alert! Jake was right, and it got old
really fast. To my benefit, it was fun for longer than a week, but maybe not
much more than two.
Thus, the tale of the two sinks in my kitchen – the one I
love, that is a focal point of the kitchen and is a conversation piece for
almost every single person who first comes to our house. The gorgeous, huge
marble sink that is beautiful, solid as f-ck, and interesting; different. It goes deliciously well with the rest of the kitchen decor, has subtle stripes to please my heart, and is fancy. I adore this sink. It's what caught my eye instantly when we looked at the house, and it just brings the whole kitchen together.
grainy, noisy picture - but look at the smile! the kind of smile that only comes when he's up to no good, in this case running through my shot ;) brat. |
Then there’s the other side of the sink, that is honestly
the most useless kitchen sink known to man. That thing is not meant to be a
kitchen sink, plain & simple. Filling it with water would take an hour, so
washing dishes actually in it is just silly, I have a Rubbermaid container in
it that I fill with soapy water, to avoid said squeegee’ing, though I still
have to do that when water inevitably gets into the bottom. It traps food bits in and around the bottom of it inexplicably, moves water around every which way when I do use the magic squeegee, and, well, it's bulky as hell! Look at that thing. This is the sink I despise. Useless, beautiful, useless sink. The Instagram models of sinks: nice to look at, doesn't do much for ya when push comes to shove though. The Hampton's Trophy Wife of Sinks, if you will even further.
But, as it is how something goes when it's yours and you love it even though you hate it: only we are allowed to disparage it, you try and knock my sink and you'll have to answer to me. LOL jk, but you'll probably hurt my feelings. Just ask my fiance, I don't take criticism very graciously.