The Scoop on Poop - #14 
By Susan Bashor
This morning the impossible became a reality... I (mommy - wife - boss lady - woman with no identifying marks of her own) managed to have my very own bath in my very own jetted tub! Up until now the most down-time I’d achieved from the tub was the time spent cleaning it. How is it that my two children have enjoyed more jacuzzi tubs than I have? Well, this morning I got mine! Never mind that it’s 6 a.m. Saturday morning - ha! It was still dark out so I even lit some candles and pretended it was Friday night and I had just got home after a long work week. It worked, after all, I was still exhausted.
The tub was good, (sleep would have been too), it’s what happened after the tub that still hangs with me. At first the sound was almost undetectable, just a slight rumbling sound coming from the draining tub. It wasn’t a moment later however that the rumbling turned into what reminded me of a veteran smoker coughing up a lung first thing in the morning. The next thing I knew something evil was coming back into the tub and I felt frightened. This is the moment when another person might be thinking of calling in a drain cleaning machine or a septic truck. Lucky me, I own one of each. (I knew someday it would come in handy to own a drain cleaning van and a septic truck).
The story has a happy ending (the response time from Sweet Pea was unparalled) as it was just some hair and other stuff (no doubt from my kids time in the tub because it certainly couldn’t have come from me) and some more hair. (Okay, maybe “a little” of the hair came from my head). That hairball could probably qualify for placement somewhere in the Guiness Book of Records.
Someone else may have tried the “do it yourself” method of drain clearing, but experience has taught me that after you’ve spent the money on a couple jugs of drain opener, you’ve still got your plug and you end up calling Sweet Pea anyway. As a bonus, if you’re on a septic system, you’ve just mass murdered billions of good bacteria, who were innocently doing their job taking care of all the “incoming” in your septic system. Ya know, if it’s poisonous for you and your dog, it’s probably not good for anything around you. Just a tip. Now back to my story.
Sweet Pea’s lead guy used a “jetter” on the jetted tub. Cool. Why a jetter rather than an old fashioned snake? Whereas snakes are useful when something in a line needs to be cut, such a roots, jetters excel in most other drain cleaning instances because the pressure of the water being expelled into the line as the jetter plunges forward cleans the inside of the pipes much better than a twisting snake can.
I don’t know when I’ll get my next bath, maybe this winter when things slow down. It’s the busy season for poop, septic tanks need to be found and pumped, portable Sweet Pea’s are already being delivered all over Western Montana and I suppose I’ll just stay exhausted for a few more months. I do know one thing for sure, you can never be prepared for what happened this morning, but when it happens, thank goodness there’s a girl with “big hair” that owns a septic truck and a drain cleaning van!
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