On Tuesday, Kayla and I awoke to a completely clogged bathtub. No movements whatsoever. We bought Draino and it didn’t un-drain, so we were forced to turn to the landlords who confirmed that a plumber would be over Friday morning.
I haven’t showered since Tuesday. I did give myself a sponge bath which I will never do again. I didn’t get all the soap off me, so I itched all day at work and contemplated taking a half day. I also washed my hair in the sink and didn’t get all the conditioner out because my head is too big and can’t fit underneath the faucet without my mouth touching the drain. So I am very greasy.
The plumber is currently at the apartment doing his business. Kayla and I think there’s something lodged down there because we literally went from regular flow to total back up. She thinks it’s a snake or a squirrel and I think it’s a giant cockroach or the mouse. I’ll let you know who’s right as soon as I get the call.
UPDATE: Kayla reminded me of an important detail that tops this whole story off. Last night I went on a date. I’m embracing the dirty.
