for a not-so-important news update:
amidst the craziness of the day, I came home (for the 7th time) and noticed a sink full of dishes that needed to be loaded into the dishwasher. I looked at the clock and saw that I had five minutes in which to accomplish this task. Actually, I didn't HAVE to do it, it just wasn't getting done by anyone else. So I did it. Meanwhile, I reach under the sink for the dishwasher powder and discover that it's all WET. And the powder is expanding the box. In an effort to discover the source of wetness, I reach up and feel the pipe. My index finger goes right THROUGH a rusty spot, and more wetness falls out. Hole in pipe. Everything under the sink gets swept out onto the kitchen floor, big plastic container goes on top of the towels under the sink. I glide out the door to the next pick-up. Now, everytime you turn on the water or pour something down the drain, it ends up in the container under the sink. And there's a lovely pile of damp under-the-sink-stuff decorating the kitchen floor. Which blends in nicely with the dropped jackets, stray shoes and abandoned toys already covering the floor. It's a nice look.