You know that old saying, "The shit hit the fan"?
Well I think it's time we updated it...
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A little back story first...
As mentioned previously, we are having a little postponed Long Easter Weekend at the BF's family's cottage on the lake... Well it's very much a cottage, with some creature comforts... Cable TV, Heat, Microwave and the requisite indoor plumbing.
The plumbing however is septic and come's with it's own challenges.
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We arrived a little after 4pm (thankfully) and when we opened the door, we were greeted by the most powerful musty odour. As we entered a little further we noticed some drying parches on the hall and kitchen floor. Odd. There was also a thin layer of flake white... and then Marcel opened the door to the bathroom.
Ground Zero.
It seems that with the recent heavy rains and late spring thaw and run-off that the septic system backed up. In a scene reminiscent from a late 80's horror flick the floor, walls and the thone itself was firmly ensconced in a layer of, well... stuff.
Fortunately Marcel's Uncle was here and the two of them, latex gloved took on the challenge of clean-up crew. I was fortunate enough to be left the task of emergency run for cleaning supplies... bleach, paper towel, scented candles and other miscellaneous odour cancelling items.
Nothing quite says "Welcome to the cottage", like an exploded toilet.
Still, it's good to be here...
We just thank the gods that we left Montreal early in the afternoon, so that we arrived while there was still daylight and did not arrive in the dark, to the crime scene.
And one can take rather guaranteed solace that things can only improve... (fingers crossed)
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