Today I finished the wall waxing, which was a freaking miracle, as I have also had to deal with a nightmare of biblical proportions.
It's a flood and, believe me, if there was a big boat waiting to take me away, I'd hop right on it.
It's a flood of sewage from the septic tank.
In the garage.
In the living room.
It is very, very grim.
Sadly, the Romanian Handyman does not do septic tanks, so we have to wait until tomorrow morning for rescue to arrive.
I have to get back and man my station.
I'll write more tomorrow, after the septic tank guy comes.
Wish me luck...