If you're trying to temper my good fortune in, say, finding wood floors in our kitchen by clogging our pipes and causing raw sewage to push back up through our floor drain and to settle in a 3" pool in a section of our basement, and by having me hold the light while my beloved fiance kindly scoops sewage and turds from the floor, consider your mission a successful one.
Love,
Decorno
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Dear God,
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!!!!! Not cool. :-(
Yikes! I'm sorry. :(
I have never heard the mention of "Dear God" in a one of your posts..so he's just sayin'...
hey, we did that on new years day!
Have fun in NYC.
May the light in this whole matter shine on the fact that the raw sewage isn't on your new floors.
Amen.
It is like the little old lady who finally gets the facelift and her hip gives out - - I know, I have an old house! Hang in there, Decorno! It will all come back to you for the good, but you have to get through this *sh$#" first!!
Long time reader, admirer, and silent beneficiary of all your fantastic musings!
So sorry to hear this. Happened in my (super old) home a couple of years ago - not quite that extreme, merely "brown water" (ugh). 15K, 6 months later (and an archeological dig through the foundation), all was well again. I really hope that your fix is less extreme...
oh jeeze. "ugh" is NOT enough!
Oh no! I am so sorry! Some day you will laugh about this... some day very very far in the future! :)
Scooping terds is my favorite, just like finding out afterwards that it will only happen again in a few short months unless we replace the whole damn thing. {sewer line, that is}
Each time I hear the toilet flush, I have to resist the paranoid urge to run downstairs and check for rising sewage.
Wanting to wash my hands, Alice
Turd Herding.
Ahh,ahh.....take that you biatch.
God
Shut up, God.
We are holding a vigil here, candles, rubber boots and sending vibes of good luck to you.
to think you were even able to blog to God about this.
remarkable.
Keep your head up! It happened to us down here in Tacoma,only 2 months after we bought our house, with tree roots growing into our pipes and my finding myself soaking up all of the brown water with bath towels because we didn't own a mop yet.
EEEK!!! sorry boo. it will get better. every, and i mean EVERY homeowner has a similar story. so it's now in your "war story" file.
I bet the aroma is delicious.
I know you could care less about lighting when you have poop in your house, but I liked Newell's advice about lighting a kitchen. Another words, not too much:
http://www.housebeautiful.com/decorating/home-makeovers/twilight-fields-kitchen-0608?click=main_sr
I did two fine looking pendants if you can remember in my kitchen with a few cans. And yes, dimmers. Lots and lots of dimmers. Good luck.
If you keep the lighting to a minimum, you won't see the poop or the dog hair. There's that ...
Honestly, poopage issues of any kind are one of my top five nightmares.
Gross. I hate "yang."
And I bet the dog is like, 'What the fuck are you people eating? Jeez Luise! Don't you chew?'
Yeah, don't let the dog help you poo fish.
Oh, and that old jingle for avoiding unclean syringes holds true for shit infested basements:
When going to the beach
Don't forget the bleach!
Silver lining - it's only a 3" pool and not a flood which is incorrectly cleaned by tenant in your property and results in 50k of mould remediation, reconstruction and a potential law suit against your insurance company. Ahhh, good times. Related note: for those of you who think you might use your hard saved money to buy an investment property when the market's down, please re-read above.
I feel your pain. I'm so sorry.
Hang in there!
Crap.
Oh honey- we can be stinky soul sisters!
I hate to say it, but man, have I been there.
Total holy shit, man..
ewwwwww....get a snake and break that schidt up.
also, your fiance is a saint...mine would have laughed while he was handing me the phone for a plumber.
you need to buy your fiance dinner.
i feel for you. that's truly awful.
Dinner?
A blow job is more like it. Show your appreciation, Decorno.
Get a floor drain check valve
$20 and five minutes and you severely reduce your risk of poop puddles in the basement. There are other fancy kinds you can have a plumber install too. My neighborhood is notorious for this problem so I just had one installed when the plumber was re-plumbing my laundry drain.
Ouch! So sorry this happened to you. Experienced the same thing hours before last years Christmas party. Thank goodness there was a plumber working emergency calls that day. Hopefully it's all better now. hugs
narsty
I live in a testosterone infused home. (3 juveniles and 1 husband who acts like a juvenile.)
It is seriously sick behavior and I often deny I'm related to any of them, but they seem to enjoy this bizarre competition of seeing who can produce the "best" turd.
If this had happened in my house, all 4 boys would've been down there hoping to find the "winners" so they could brag all over again.
Thank God you don't live with my heathens.
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