We got home around noon and started with the glamorous chores of parenting: passing out for a an hour (a nap for us, not her), doing laundry, etc. Then, the drain of the washing machine backed up flooding the mudroom.
The washing machine was down!
I put in a call to my right hand plumber, Calhoun's and said, with a quivering voice, it wasn't urgent and could wait until the next business day. I lied; Frankie was on her 3rd outfit of the day and the laundry was stacking up fast. While making bread for dinner, I zipped to Lowe's during the first rise and bought a 15' drain snake, traced drain lines for a while and, after dinner, went at that clog like a maniac too crazed to wait the 48 hours and minimum $400 plumber charge, AND IT WORKED!
I am the least likely man on earth to do any home maintenance job (successfully), but I prevailed and maybe even saved us several hundred dollars. Damn was I proud of myself.
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Yes, I (temporarily) fixed a toilet once, and I felt like Bob-freakin-Vila afterwards.
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