Or so I thought.
Then this morning, while doing laundry, I heard a sound similar to that of a water fountain coming from the laundry room. When I entered the laundry room, the floor was covered with a sizable puddle. The drain pipe behind the washing machine was clogged. So, I grabbed the garden hose, dragged it into the house, placed the end of the hose into the drain pipe behind the washer, sealed it with wet washcloths, turned the hose on full blast, and forced all the junk out of the drain pipe.
Or so I thought.
When I resumed my laundry chore, I noticed that the drain pipe behind the washer was still clogged and was not draining water from the washer. I told Debra, she grabbed the Yellow Pages, and within a couple of hours we became a clog-free family again.
Approaching the drain pipe behind the washer.
The area marked in pink was covered with water when I entered the laundry room.
1 comment:
Rooter vans in the driveway and guys sticking snakes down from the roof all sounds vaguely familiar. :)
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