Off the Cuff / My Other Journal

Unclogging

I may have some drain spillage on me, but today, I feel like a superwoman, and I keep repeating my thanks to vinegar and baking soda.
A sink in one of the bathrooms was clogged badly. So much so that we had a standing pool in the sink for a week. Our efforts to get a plummer didn't pan out. Since the hurricanes, getting any kind of repair person in our town can only be left to the Almighty.
Because I am home today, I told my husband I'd tackle it. He said we needed a plummer to get the U-pipe out and clean it. I told him I was going to take out no pipes whatsoever; I'd do it my way. He knows to not-argue.
After pouring several kettlefuls of boiling water and using the plunger very gently, some of the goo came up. I must be good with icky stuff because I removed it without even a frown; although, for a split second, I thought of calling the fire-department.
Then, I poured two cups of vinegar and two tablespoonful of baking powder down the drain and let it sit for half an hour. After a tiny push from the plunger, there was a big clunking noise as if the pipe gulped, and the sink started draining beautifully. I checked underneath; there was no leak from the pipes. The drain now works perfectly and I didn't break any pipes. Nirvana!
Some days I get lucky. Other days, don't even ask.
It is good to feel like a plummer though. Maybe I'll wear overalls on the job, or better yet, I'll wear loose jeans without a belt and when I bend down to undo pipes I'll show my sights.
Here I go again. This is the weird thing about me; I can't ever do anything without a flight into fantasy.