Written by Jennifer Haler
Be warned…….I will be discussing icky things.
My kids have an amazing ability to clog up a bathroom sink no matter how much we talk about ways to avoid it. Needless to say, I have become quite adept at pulling apart a sink to unclog the drains. It’s not that tricky to do once you know how.
For a while my kiddos were clogging the drain frequently so, the last time they clogged the drain up I showed them all of the (prepare to get grossed out) hair, toothpaste, and fungus growing on the hair that I had pulled out of the drain. They were sufficiently disgusted. I informed them that the next time it got clogged they would be cleaning it out. Suffice it to say, the sink did not get clogged for a very long time.
Which brings us to today. Yup, the sink is clogged. So badly that it took a couple of hours for some water to drain down the pipe. I have decided that I am definitely going to show the kids how to unclog a drain and have them help. I figure this does two things. One, maybe if they get grossed out enough again the sink won’t get jammed up as quickly. Two, when the sink does get jammed up they will know how to fix it. I will be there every step of the way and will help them as many times as it takes for them to learn how to do it on their own.
The funny thing is that cleaning out the drains doesn’t bother me that much. I mean, it is not my go to activity when I have free time, but it doesn’t totally disgust me. However, my husband feels like gagging whenever he sees me doing it. If he walks in while I am pulling out all of the hair etc. from the pipes he will turn right around and walk back out.
On the other hand, I cannot bring myself to stick my hand down into the disposal if something falls in. I realize that this is similar to unblocking sinks but I personally find it very different. When I am cleaning out the sink I can wear gloves and use tools to help pull the goop out. I can also see what I am getting myself into. The thought of sticking my hand into the unknown slime and glop of the disposal makes me want to vomit. I have literally dropped a utensil down there and decided that since I was the only one home and no one would be accidentally turning it on it could wait until Steve got home. And sure enough, when he got home I told him about the utensil and he fished it out for me. I am pretty sure that this is what a modern day knight in shining armor does. Fixes things that I am perfectly capable of doing on my own but don’t want to.
Now you would think that with Steve being squeamish about the clogged pipes he would not want to stick his hand down the drain, but he has absolutely no problem doing it. He will reach right in and pull out or fix whatever needs to be fixed.
I just decide to go with it and figure it makes us a good team. He will stick his hand into the abyss of the gunky disposal and I will pull apart the sink and tub drains.
I did have the kids help me unclog the drain. I started by showing them how to take out the stopper and make sure all the water was drained through first. Then we got some needle nose pliers and some paper towels to throw the goop on. We began pulling the crud out and the kids were totally disgusted. It was kind of funny to watch them. Two of them felt close to throwing up and the girls immediately began planning to brush their hair elsewhere so none of it would go down the drain. They pulled through though and then helped me reassemble the sink and make sure it was all put together correctly.
I have a feeling that sucker won’t get clogged up for a very long time and when it does, I will get to act as supervisor. Although, my oldest informed me that she is pretty sure she will “forget” how to fix it the next time it is in need.
I would love to hear about your gross outs. What are the things that you find repellent? Write a comment down below.
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