So, last night, Ian says to me, "Why does the floor by the sink feel damp?"
I said, "Maybe one of the kids spilled something..."
A little bit later I went down into the basement to wash a shoe that had doggy doo on it. I looked at the floor. There was a puddle. I looked up. The floor boards and support beams were wet. Soaking wet...
Apparently the dishwasher leaked, soaked UNDER the kitchen tiles, and soaked through the floor boards.
What a MESS!
What does this all have to do with being a packrat? Well... this morning I had a non-functional dishwasher full of dishes. So I brought out the really fancy Williams-Sonoma drying rack from our apartment days (10+ years ago) and washed the dishes by hand.
See... I KNEW it would come in handy some day.