~ma for your brother, Erika.
I just had to call a plumber, who concluded, "Huh. Yeah, that is really clogged." He's getting some kind of unclogging machine from his truck now -- he says the clog is somewhere deeper in the pipes. Once he's gone, I can take a shower, I hope.
The clog broke the plumber's unclogging machine. Someone else will be coming out here tomorrow (at some point) to try something else.
Well, that doesn't sound good. I mean, not that anything big is wrong. You just expect an unclogging machine to do its job.
The guy coming tomorrow is bringing a drain camera to try to figure out what the problem is. And I'm not supposed to use much water in the house, because he says that the clog is in the main drain, and any water usage will make the downstairs toilet overflow again.
Bro will get a urological referral and go from there. Seems to be a bit better today, but this does kind of remind me of his diagnosis, also the stuff he is already on is...doubledged in some ways...keep the -ma flowing.
I just tried to clean the affected bathroom. I got it a little bit less gross, but that is going to require stronger cleaning supplies than I own. And it'll probably get a mess again when they're working on it tomorrow. Guess I'll stop at Target tomorrow and get a mop and bucket and bleach.
Just broke the Amazon boycott to order a shop vac and steam mop to be delivered tomorrow morning, so that I can at least get it a little bit cleaner before I have to leave for campus.
Getting ready to fly to Colorado on Thursday. Still very reluctant to socialize with Trump supporters. I just don't want to know what they have to say. Fortunately none of them live in California and I can exist peacefully when I get home.
Checked the weather report... it will be 100 degrees. Can't wait for the sweaty discomfort amid a crowd. Wonder if this would be a good time to try the Ice Bucket Challenge?
Getting ready to fly to Colorado on Thursday. Still very reluctant to socialize with Trump supporters.
I recommend that every time they say something positive about Trump or his administration or policies you politely reply: "You can eat shit in hell for all eternity."
Then pop a bon bon in your mouth and walk off to another part of the house.
That could be a lot on bon bons. I'm pretty good at avoiding political discussion with family I know are insane. "OMG, did you taste Aunt Lulu's apple pie?" Compliments tossed out on the person's hair, dress, or whatever. "Do you have any pictures of that precious new granddaughter of yours?" or when required, flat out saying that joyous family gatherings really need to be politics free.