Sewage at my front door

Today was no fun at all. I woke, came downstairs, and was greeted by a standing pool of water. Not just any water, but sewage water.

I spent most of the day trying to mop up water at a pace that was faster than it would appear. Finally, the city fixed a stopped-up sewage line and things began to drain.

Though most of the damage is confined to the downstairs guest bathroom, it’s still going to be a mess getting everything back to normal. Some of the walls have stains at their base, the floorboard appear to show some warping, and the carpet is still soaked.

Not fun. Not fun at all.

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