Clogged Drains

     I have been married to my coastie for almost three years. Our first unit together was in Alabama and now we are in Miami. My father has become accustomed to the phone calls while the man of the house is away. He gets a kick out of my predicaments and suggested I start a blog.

     The most recent chore was particularly disgusting. My man is usually the hair extractor from the drains in our home. Since he is floating around in the Caribbean guarding our coast, the honor falls to me. Now this is not a particularly challenging task and it is one that I have preformed before. However, this specific drain is very different. I went to the kitchen to get my pink rubber gloves, knowing ahead of time this was not going to be pretty. I had been about to shower when I realized that I needed to extract the “small animal” from my tub first.

     So, I find myself squatting in my tub wearing only a white Victoria’s Secret bathrobe and pink rubber gloves. I managed to unscrew the round silver cap and the rubber seal. There was this plastic shaft that was still in the middle of the drain. I couldn’t get the hair out from around the plastic part. I was in need of some help from and expert. By expert I mean someone who knows more than me about drains, which could be just about anyone. I called up dear old dad for some advice. He didn’t know exactly how to disassemble this specific drain but he said something about unscrewing something. This made me realize that there was a notch in the thing inside of the plastic shaft. Even though it wasn’t the type of screw dad was talking about I was well on my way to a clear drain. I went to retrieve my pink tool bag then proceeded to remove the plastic piece preventing my progress.

     This was by far the largest wad of hair that I had ever produced in a drain before. I have to admit I was mildly impressed with myself, and curious as to why I’m not bald. I removed my “pet” from the drain and placed it in the trash can. I had to share this with my buddy who happened to be over with her two girls. She was disgusted I’m sure and not nearly as impressed as I was. Thankfully, I have a clear drain now. I look forward to my husband leaving his sea duty and relieving me of these tasks.