I put in the service order for the plumber last night, and they texted me at 9am to ask if 1-3 pm was good. Dude was here at 1:30. Pronto!
His name is Jose. He was super sweet. I took him down to the basement to show him the issue. Doug had bailed the water out of the sink as far as he could, and there was still about 6 inches in each of the sink compartments.
It stank to high hell. I apologized. He said "no I've been at worse!"
So Jose did his best to clear it and found we have a busted drain pipe. Lord knows where any of the water has been going up to this point. Out against the foundation? No idea. He left at 2:15 to go get a replacement part. He said it was the original drain pipe, close to 80 years old.
It had a good run.
He was back and it was all buttoned up by 4.
Geoff made burgers for dinner and I ended up baking some fresh cookies for decorating since Doug hates the sugar coated decorated cookies and has been just eating all the plain ones I've made. Rude.
It was a good day.
Below: Before and after images of the drain pipe!
digits
exercise: 12/12 hours. 15 min/.7 mile indoor walk. 8500 steps by bedtime (could have pushed it but. Meh.)
blood glucose:
9am: 174
4pm: 163
11:15pm: 187
food:
coffee/water
11am: metformin
1pm: bowl of BST - Bacon Spinach Tomato salad w/mayo. Forgot my red onions. That would have been BROST!
6:30pm: one cheeseburger on a potato roll w/ pickles; 10 tater tots; metformin+jardiance.
wine
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