"Stuff"gate 2009

I will only call it "stuff" in this post to spare you all the gory details. And there will be no pictures. You are welcome.

So, moving into a new house here is not the same as moving into a house that has had someone. All the new fixtures and things are still working the kinks out, such as the plumbing. We have a balcony off the kitchen that has a pipe from it so I can pour things like mop water and whatever else I want to down it. Well, we had noticed that it was backed up for a few days and were mildly concerned. But then it happened. We realized what was backing it up. It was "stuff" and it was coming from our bathroom. And it was nasty. I almost vomited.

So, we went down and told our landlord that we need a plumber. They were saying something about unclogging it and we were thinking, yeah right like we would ever do that. Well, turns out they were planning on doing it. Dad, mom, and daughter were getting down and dirty and let's just say I was traumatized. There were no gloves involved and after it was all over I was bleaching mop handles, door knobs, faucets, the outside of buckets. It was a little too much for me.

It was not the worst day I've had here, but it was definately one I would not revisit. Just another day here on the continent. I plan to be gone the next time we have a problem like this.