Such a disappointment! Yesterday began with me mopping the river of water in my kitchen before having coffee. Then , HeWho may, or may not be a plumber, telling me that the for-real plumber was not coming until Wednesday!
HeWho rushed home from his re-hab (it sounds like he went in for a drug problem) and began a search for a different plumber. In the mean time, one of my tenants had a load of wet clothes in the washer for an entire week as she waited for the problem to be resolved. We went ahead and ran that washer, then assumed a two man procedure of sweeping all the water out the back door. I swept to a point he could reach from the door and he swept the water out.
We were just finished with that bit of exercise when the new found plumber showed up. I was prepared to escape to the bedroom with the canines if the plumber needed to enter the house.
HeWho came in and headed to the bathroom to flush the toilet. He came out and told me the problem was gone!
What did the plumber do in such a short amount of time? Nothing. Apparently all the chemicals HeWho had poured down the drain finally dissolved whatever was creating the problem.
I must confess that I am disappointed. I will never know what started my week of mopping.