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.

The plumber can't come back until tomorrow with the drain camera. They also can't send out someone with a wet vac, because "You have to do that yourself." I can't do that myself. They can *maybe* send a wet vac with the drain camera people tomorrow. I contacted the HOA person to ask if they could recommend someone who I could hire to come with a wet vac, and I'm staying in a hotel tonight, because with the house the way it currently is, using any water anywhere will make that basement toilet overflow more, and I desperately need a shower, and a non-smelly place to sleep.

I am sorry that this has turned into such a nightmare, Hil.

Super-helpful, plumber.