Plunging at Midnight

No this is not the latest drinking fad, a description of my emotional state going into another work week or a reference to the neckline of some starlet’s dress at a post Oscar party. Instead a stopped up toilet in our upstairs bathroom. Far be it for my son to let me know that there was a problem. So after staying up too late and needing to get up early I pull out my trusty low tech toilet tool.

Fortunately for me, since I have little ability to fix things beyond a burnt out light bulb, a plunger is all I need 90% of the time for bathroom emergencies. Just not the thing I wanted to tackle at 12 am on a Sunday night.

Something in my universe is a little out of sync when one of the highlights of my weekend was the sound of a pure flush.

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