Happy New Year from the Water Pipes

Who knew that the Shack would provide us with an adventure so quickly in 2010? We were certainly caught off-guard by some frozen water pipes this morning.

It was a fairly lazy start to the day. I ate my breakfast around 10:30 or so. Upon finishing my bowl of frosted flakes, I casually strolled over to the sink with the intentions of rinsing the bowl out so that it could be later placed in the dishwasher. I reached out and turned the handle that would normally cause cold water to come out of the kitchen sink faucet. That did not happen, however. What happened was, well, nothing. I turned both the hot and cold handles a couple of times, and when noting continued to happen, I called out to Mom and Dad, who were still in bed, "Is there a reason that the kitchen sink shouldn't be working?"

Naturally, these words caused a bit of a stir, and Mom quickly jumped out of bed to test the faucet herself - I guess she didn't believe me. She confirmed that it was indeed not working. We then tested the sink in the creepy bathroom... it was working fine, as had been the water in the upstairs bathroom not so long ago. Clearly it was a problem very local to the kitchen, and Dad slumped out of his bed, put on a very manly knitted sweater-vest, and strode down into the dank armed with a blow dryer and a flashlight to check it out.

Fortunately there was not much excitement beyond this. No explosions of pipes, or anything else. Dad found the problem, fixed it with the blow dryer, and the kitchen sink is running smoothly once more. This may not bode well for a quiet new year in the Shack, but it may for some interesting writing. All the better for me and my blog!