Is there an exclamation anyone would want to hear less? Maybe the terrified/hurt scream of "Mommy!" from a child, but this is right up there. Anyway, turns out the septic tank was backing up.
Oh joy.
We've lived here a little over a year, and it has been on the "to-do" list. The previous owner hardly lived here (his words) and it was done before him, so we thought we had time. Well, time was up. Long story short, we called and called anyone and everyone in the phone book, until we found someone who could come out ASAP (Oh, did I not mention it was 8:30 at night? So silly of me!) and pump the dang thing.
$600 later, the tank was pumped, the shower could drain and the toilets could be flushed again. Ouch.
What's the moral of this story? Pump your tank? Never believe a previous owner? Whatever. The point is that hey, we don't really have $600 just hanging out doing nothing and ouch did that hurt. But even though it did, I am trying to look on the bright side. I am choosing to practice being thankful. For example, I am thankful that:
- The tank only filled up and did not push sewage all over the floors in the house. The worst thing was a backed-up shower and burbling toilets.
- The septic tank was where we thought it was and I hadn't planted a tree on top of it. Good news all around.
- The nice septic tank men could come out at 9:00 at night.
- We were almost done Christmas shopping, so though some of it will be cut short, everyone has a gift and it'll still be good.
- Though I considered scrapping the pantry project and returning all the lumber to get money back, I am thankful that I had gone a little too far in the project before this to do so, and that my husband said I really should just finish it because it was really needed. Level-headed men are the best, you know.
- That we had $600 to pay the septic guys.
Now if we could only win the lottery...
:)
Yuck...We had our pipes back up into the shower and bathtub in NC the night before my father flew in from Australia for his first visit after I married and migrated...He arrived by taxi at 8.30am from the airport, tired and jet lagged after the 35+ hrs of travel, dropped his bag on the front step, grabbed a shovel and helped the Roto-Rooter guy and hubby dig up the offending blocked and broken pipe...Oh what icky things fun memories are made of.
ReplyDeleteGlad you can still finish your pantry and counting blessings.
Kelsie
Kudos to you for staying positive! It sounds to me like everything worked out and will be OK! YAY!
ReplyDeleteThe cup half full philosphy! Good for you! And now you know it's been flushed! I think a pantry is worth not giving up! You go girl!
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