Hot Wax

Since we went out last night, we had a quiet evening at home tonight. We had lunch out at a Mexican restaurant, because Keith and I were both in the mood (he said we must be on the same cycle). After our food arrived, I opened my purse and pulled out a container.
"What's that?" asked Keith.
"Fat free sour cream," I replied.
"Wow, you really thought this through."
Dinner tonight was hamburgers. I put photos onto Keith's new digital frame while he took Hannah to see "Pink Panther 2" after lunch.

Anyway, when I was cleaning up the kitchen tonight, I turned on the sprayer on the faucet. I rarely use it. I was immediately spritzed with water because it was coming out at all angles. I turned it off and looked at it. Wax actually was forced up into the nozzle when the candle exploded. It wasn't just on the outside, it was on the inside and I had to pick it out with toothpicks. I took a photo so you could see the little wax particles trying to spray out of the holes. The whole process was tedious and eventually we will replace the faucet.
The damage estimate came to $5,600 and the contractor from Kleen Pro called today. We will probably start with painting the ceiling next week. The faucet, blinds, countertop, lights and central speaker that is in the kitchen are all part of that. Amazing isn't it?