The drought this winter seems to have delayed the annual event. The spring passed by without incident. There was a preliminary rumbling last week, but I caught it quickly, and it passed.
About 2 a.m. last night, while the washing machine was merrily draining its water and I was getting ready for bed, E. approached:
E.: (Sigh) I think we're going to have trouble with the sewer again.And, sure enough, it was a disaster. In the basement, the cap to the sewer line had popped off, and there was water everywhere. I mopped till 3 a.m. I likely lost some old, stored magazines in the mess, but the damage seems mostly-confined to the temporarily-stored belongings of Joe The Plumber, E.'s arch-enemy.
M.: And why do you think that?
E.: Because the toilet was burbling.
M.: NNNNNNNNOOOOOOO! When that happens you have to stop the draining water RIGHT AWAY! It's going to be a disaster in the basement!
And so, soon I'll have to clear out that line again. It needs replacing, but who's got extra cash for a sewer line replacement?
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