The Perils of Renting Your House to Bachelors
And I can breathe again.
I tell you what, last week was absolutely insane! But I think things have slowed down enough now, that I can get back into my groove.
I just have to find it.
We are currently living with my in-laws so learning boundaries and the daily schedule is going to be fun for us all, but they are so great, I am sure it will not be a problem for anyone but Keith who loves being with his grandparents more than is probably healthy. But it does mean I can take more pictures, and breathe a little more... and hope that by us not living there, we can have tons of people stopping by to see the house.
Jeffrey has gone to finish fixing the plumbing. The bathtub drain had been backing up ever since we bought the house. Before then even. When we bought it the house had been a bachelor pad for several years prior, so damage was inevitable. After hundreds of dollars spent on Draino, even that magic liquid could not beat the problem. So, man that he is, Jeffrey decided he wanted to fix the clog himself.
He and his brother got together and took apart the ceiling in the basement, and then disassembled the pipes and drain. That was about three weeks ago. So we were going to my parents or his parents house to shower every day. Lots of fun, I tell you. A regular party.
But, we did discover the problem. There were two rags stuck in the bend. Two rags, and a bunch of wrappers. How they got there is beyond my understanding, but they were there. I wish I had gotten a picture before Jeffrey threw it away. It was intense.
At any rate, the truth is life is calmer now (I think... this could just be the eye of the storm). And it is the beginning of a new adventure!
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