today, i came home from lunch to meet a friend (christy). when i got home, my carpenter (andy) asked me "why is all that water down there in the basement". andy, not having a sense of smell due to an auto accident in high school failed to notice that it wasn't just water. it was water with HUGE chunks of poo.
i was less than enthused when i made this discovery. after wigging out, i decided to go to home despot and rent a "sewer snake". it was clear that there was a back up, and i hoped that i could just do this without the help of a plumber, due to the over-extension of my resources. andy and i came back with a 25 foot "snake". andy "snaked" it through the pipe and pulled out a HUGE hunk of baby wipes. this was both embarrassing and a relief. WE GOT IT! we dump some chemicals down the tube to insure its cleanliness and let that set for about 3 hours. then we checked it by putting the garden hose into the pipe and checking to see if the water would flow out. it didn't! it sounded like a pitcher being filled. water gushed out again, and i came kinda undone. by now it is 5:30pm. we ran back to home despot and rented a 75 foot "sewer snake" and got another gallon of chemicals. we worked to snake that snake thru. then when we got to the end andy started pulling it up. it was really really hard. at one point, the dumb thing just got totally tangled up and would not budge. we fiddled with it for a bit, but then at some point i realized i was totally screwed.
i ran upstairs and started crying. i was so frustrated. i was trying to do all the right things about being self-sufficient and owning a house and stuff, and everything seemed to just be falling apart. i started to call plumbers. i was totally frustrated, because now i was going to have to pay for the 2 snakes, plus a late return fee for the last one, and i was SURE to have to replace all the piping in my house to get that stuff out. i couldn't stop crying. i started praying making this big plea to Heavenly Father about how i was trying to do the right things, and please please please get the snake out and stuff.
then andy called up and said he needed my help. i ran down stairs weeping and he held up the snake triumphantly "i got it". i BURST into tears and hugged him (which was gross because he was kinda covered in affluent, sweat, and grease). with the snake andy pulled out a HUGE wad of baby wipes.
we tested the pipe again, and it seemed to be working fine.
i am still a bit nervous to take bath, but i think i might just have to. i have washed laundry and that seems fine. so...fingers crossed.
there is a new rule in my house: no baby wipes or anything other than tp and the stuff that comes out of your body in my toilets. i am serious!