Monday Afternoon: PROBLEMS INTENSIFY With Plumbing

After a whole morning of people digging up our septic tank, then pumping it, new disasters befell us, and as i write this, the sink, toilet, and shower stall in the downstairs bathroom are.....well.....let's just say COMPLETELY FULL OF GROSS, HORRIBLE, DISGUSTING SOMETHING MIXED WITH WATER, but still, by the grace of God, have not overflowed.

Bill went to school because they have bathrooms there. We don't have bathrooms here. I mean, *I* don't.

This afternoon, two whole new trucks are coming with CAMERAS to do a COLONOSCOPY of the HOUSE SEPTIC PIPES. They can't figure out what is wrong.

Meanwhile, there is a very happy fly trapped in the downstairs bathroom, to which room I have closed the doors. And I feel sure that I am going to come down with Ebola Virus or Dengue Fever or both from being in such proximity to such substances, even by air.

This is the grossest most horrible thing I have been involved with lately, and that's saying something, because I've seen a lot.

Bill is so ill and miserable that he looks like The Thing That Crawled Out of the Crypt today, and should NOT be at a university teaching! He knows it. I told him. But he dragged his feet to the car and went, nonetheless.

So here I am, in quasi-shock, monitoring the dogs' proximity to the open septic tank, and waiting for the next round of trucks, cameras, roto-rooters, jets (whatever those are), and HOPEFULLY, since it's a colonoscopy, an anesthesiologist will be involved because I NEED A SHOT. AND I NEED IT NOW!