homeownership

i’m not 100% sure i would have signed up for being a homeowner if i knew i would be doing it all by myself eleven years later.

yesterday, the appliance repair guy came over to investigate the issue with the washing machine; it needed a new door lock mechanism. the service call, labor, and parts came to about $230. after the guy left, i noticed the basement floor drain was backing up (this had previously happened during the memorial day party prep), so i donned some rubber gloves and sent all 25′ of my hand auger down the hole, only to retrieve little more than a mouse-sized ball of hair.

then i came back upstairs and started freaking out. i think it was the closest i’d been to a panic attack in probably six years.

you see, my brain immediately goes to places like “i’m gunna need to pay someone another thousand dollars to tear apart the basement to find the 90-year-old offending pipe.”

thankfully, the plumber who tore up the basement two years ago is still plumbing. i texted him and he called me back right away and is currently downstairs with an electric auger and is making a lot of banging noises. 

i hope he is able to solve the issue without having to chase pipes around the basement again.