So yesterday evening was interesting, to say the least. It started with the burner on the stovetop going a little weird and the chili not cooking. And then Mr. Mandy noticed our septic grinder alarm light was on (this is something that is on the outside of the house and he noticed it when he took our trashcans back after trash pickup) and the entire side yard was soaked from overflow.
If you don’t know what a septic grinder is, you can look that up. I’ll spare you the details.
We called, and the place that services the grinder lets us know that someone could come in the morning. Since this all happened at around 5:30 pm that didn’t shock me much. And basically, we can’t run any water or flush any toilets. (Side note: we are still waiting for someone to show up)
I then I tell Mr. Mandy we can get the RV and park it out front so we have a bathroom to use overnight. The HOA can either deal with the small van RV out front overnight, or we can shit on the front lawn. Their choice.
We’re about to go pick up the RV because I don’t know about you, but the RV sounds like a better bathroom option than the lawn. But if your thing is taking a dump on your lawn, well, you do you, buddy. You do you.
When I came back inside, I noticed something else that was for dinner was totally burned. Keep in mind, I shut everything off before I went outside to see what was wrong with the grinder.
So at this point, I can’t get food that I’m trying to cook to cook, but I can get food that I am not trying to cook to cook.
*White flag of surrender on dinner. Moving forward with the story.*
I tell Mr. Mandy that I will take him out to get the RV, but I need to get the glasses I use to drive since they are a more robust script. I go to pick them up, and the arm falls off of them.
I’m not joking.
So I had to grab a backup pair.
Then we go out front, and we get in my car. I go to start it…nothing. The battery is dead in my car. The thing has like 10,000 miles on it. Still not joking.
Then we go out to the RV place and get there to find one of the RV windows has fallen off its track. The RV has about 6000 miles on it. Still not joking, not to mention the RV place already had this in for well over a week and repaired it like a month ago.
We get home, and he parks the RV out front.
Then the middle child gets home. I’m inside at this point, and his father informed him of everything that’s going on. So Middle Roth Boy decides to go to the side of the house to look at the grinder light that’s on. In doing so walks through what he thinks is mud.
See where this is going?
Skipping the gross parts… I end up outside with a hose cleaning shoes because I can’t run any water inside that may fill that septic grinder tank more, plus I wouldn’t want that in my house anyway. But at this point, it is totally dark, and there is no light where the hose is.
There is more, but honestly, it already requires you to suspend your belief in reality enough. But yes, this all happened in the span of two hours.