It had to be. Every time Bill leaves on a ship, something dire or inconvenient happens with the house. In NY, it was the appliances that quit working 6 hours after his plane took off. I remember one winter (thankfully) that the refrigerator quit--I kept things cold in the snow for a week or two until I could deal with repair or replacement. We had two washers and two dryers, and just kept switching off--each time Bill would come home, he'd repair the broken one and we'd have two again until he left, and one would quit again.
We were lucky today. The drains clogged the day before he left. Poor Bill spent his last day wading in water, renting a snake, then buying a longer snake. He gave up about the time he needed to pack his seabag (he leaves at 4:30 am) and I took Mom over to the Comfort Inn and got a room for her to stay in tonight. At least we'll all be able to use her bathroom and shower over there until I can get a plumber out on Monday. Apparently, all Tennessee plumbers went Christmas shopping today and weren't answering their phones.
What a day! Just goes to show, the fun never stops!
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