Monday, August 17, 2009


...didn't go to well. At about 8:30 Friday night a truck like this one was in my driveway.
I told Rachel and her posse that I thought the toilet sounded funny when I flushed it. Then, I was in the kitchen when someone flushed the little bathroom toilet, and I heard it gurgle in the kitchen sink. Then, one more flush and there is was....the tell, tell sign that the water main was backed up...water in the floor at the base of the commode.

I called Mr. Rooter and they had to come snake my lines out front. But, I got over that (and the $125 cost) and then continued to have a very relaxing, do nothing kind of weekend. It was great!

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