drip drip drop...

We had some friends over last night, pretty much the only friends that come over with any frequency, they're more like family really (to me anyway, I like my family). They came over, brought their dog and we spent a good part of the evening on the patio in back enjoying the cool breeze that was pressing through. As my friend and I set dinner onto a platter to take it out to the men folk I heard a tapping... I listened for a moment intent on discovering its source but the food was ready and hunger was calling so I let it lie...Fast forward through dinner, fetch, clearing the table, Wii Monkey Ball Darts Tournament and putting little K to bed. Mr. Kaos and I were in the kitchen cleaning up a bit when my bare foot splashed into a puddle of cool water.I don't have a pool, hot tub or foot spa in my kitchen so WHAT ON EARTH could my foot be in? Then suddenly I hear the rhythmic tapping once again...tap tap tap tap tap tapI grabbed a few dishtowels and threw them down on the puddle. I hushed Mr. Kaos who was asking what was happening and came to the slow and horrible realization that the tap tap tap was actually a drip drip drop.I opened up the cabinet under the sink and began to move the mountain of bags and dish gloves, soap and kitchen cleaners until suddenly the drip turned into a splash and more water that had been held at bay by all the under sink residents flowed forth onto my floor.The kitchen sink is leaking again...Drip drip drop that will slowly drive us insane until we rip that whole freaking room out and start from the studs...One of the last things sweet darling romantic Captain Kaos whispered to me before I fell into a deep dreamy sleep was:"Maybe we'll have a winter kitchen remodel"