Today, God did a miracle.
Last night, about 11:45pm, I was getting ready for bed. Keri and I had just watched The Guardian. (Enjoyable. Top Gun in the water.) I went to the bathroom, flushed the toilet, and…
…it wouldn’t drain.
So, I went to Walgreens to get a plunger. We have been married over 7 years and have never owned a plunger. Can you believe that. And so, I plunged. And plunged. And plunged until about 1am. Still…the same thing was happening (or wasn’t happening). The bowl would fill up with water from the tank, but it wouldn’t drain quickly, but quite slowly.
I went to bed fuming.
This morning, I got up and called Mr. Rooter. They came within a couple of hours. In the meantime, Keri was the only one who used a potty, and she used our downstairs dungeon potty. She flushed it and said the same thing was happening there; fills up but drains slowly.
Mr. Rooter comes…goes into our bathroom…flushes our pot, and…
…you guessed it. It works. He flushes about 5 times. It works each time. He goes downstairs. Flushes it about 5 times. It works each time.
I’m telling you…laying hands on your toilet really works!