Thursday, July 3, 2008

Whine Time

Prepare for some horrendous sites! Plumbing Disaster!! Woe is me - woe, woe, woe!!! Let me go back to the beginning. The day before my kids left for their vacations, Sunday ,June 22nd, my washing machine quit working. Bummer. So we got a new one! It immediately started squirting water everywhere when it tried to drain. Apparently there was a drainage issue now. So out comes the "plumbing snake." It never did really help. Next my husband tried something else and accidentally punched through the downstairs drainage stuff. Now the plumbing for the whole kitchen and laundry room was completely out of commission. I couldn't turn the water on or pour anything down the drain. It would pour out from the downstairs (basement) ceiling and run down the wall and onto the floor.) This morning a REAL plumber - a friend of my husbands - came over and they re-plumbed the drainage stuff. "Now you can wash dishes, clothes, run water - whatever - and it should drain out immediately!" my husband said as he left for work. I couldn't wait!! I started the dishwasher. I ran water into both sinks and poured bleach in to sterilize them from all the yuck that had been coming up into them. I started the clothes washing machine. Oops, what was that noise in the laundry room? I didn't want to, but I peeked into the laundry room. Water was spurting everywhere!! I turned things off. I threw towels on the floor. I started mopping. I started crying.
I called my husband. "Hmmm, I really thought it would work just fine now. I will have to do some more checking on it." He has come to the conclusion that there is now a major blockage of our graywater drainage system on the outside of the house. So he called a septic tank guy who will come and clean out that pipe. Naturally it is the day before the Independance Day holiday so I don't expect him for a few days at least. The whole house is a disaster! I have been living with this, very patiently, for over a week now. I am just about at the limit of my tolerance. I am ready to blow!! He said he might come tomorrow. Oh please!! I sure hope so.

Here is a shot of SOME of the stuff I had to pull out from under the sink and out of the laundry room.

This shot is the washing machine pulled out from the wall, with the towels soaking up some of that nasty water.

The following shots are of the sink with the new load of nasty stuff that came up into them after I bleached them out today and the basement ceiling where some drywall had to be removed to access plumbing. You can see the yucky stuff all over the wall. And I have already been informed that when it is fixed I am the one that has to clean it all up, since "dear husband" has done the plumbing part. Sigh. I am so down about this. Yuck, yuck, yuck. I can't cook! I can't clean! I need to go to the laundromat because we are running out of clean clothes! Ahhhh!
Well, sorry for this "Poor old me" whinefest. I just had to blog about it! Maybe this is therapy? LOL.


scraphappy said...

OK, there's always a bright side, even if you have to hunt a little bit. Think of how much you've been needing to clean and declutter under the sink and in the laundry room. It's been on the list, right? Well at least that will get done. I guess if nothing else, disaster makes us appreciate how well things usually work. I hope it all gets resolved soon.

Amanda said...

Oh, poor you. I'm not surprised you're spitting feathers. Just think of all the things you're husband's going to have to do to make up for the bits of the mess he caused though. I see some compensatory fabric in the future!

sewkalico said...

Oh, how awful! Poor you! Hope it gets sorted soon!!!
ps your DH sounds like my DH!

Lori said...

Poor Thing! All I can say is...
That Stinks!!!

mehitabel said...

Ugh! I hope venting on the blog has been the therapy you needed! I find that when stuff like this happens--and it does, oh yes it does!--sometimes it just needs to be "said" in a place where no one will talk back or try to talk you out of your mood.
I'm still in the process of getting my house back after 4 1/2 months of remodeling. So you know I have empathy for you!