To pee or not to pee

    It's always the little things you never appreciate; like being able to flush the toilet, run the shower, wash the dishes and run the washing machine.  And even though our drain has backed up every year that we've lived in this particular house,  I always forget what a horrible feeling it is when I wake up in the middle of the night and think "I have to pee, do I want to risk the toilet? Is it still dark enough to wander out and pee in the yard?"  Sometimes, I wish outhouses had never gone out of vogue, because then, at least when you have to poo and are pretty certain your utility room will flood with ick, you have some option besides letting the yellow mellow.
      Of course we have been guilty of letting that telltale gurgle coast for months because we didn't have the money to have the guys come with the auger, but, I'll tell you what, that seventy dollars surfaces really quickly when you realize that every time you flush or run a faucet that room is going to flood. 
     And I'd never thought I'd get into a serious argument over whether or not to wash clothes in which I was entirely against washing the clothes.  And my reasons were simple: wash the clothes, washer drain pours into sewer drain, sewer drain backs up into washing machine drain which backs up into washer.   Then the uniform will be dirtier than when it was worn for eight hours the other day.  Yay, sewage-ware!
     We tried to have the problem remedied yesterday but the guys weren't available so we had to wait until around 1 pm today. I was never so happy to see on time repair guys in my life!  I am now in an orgy of clothes washing, dish washing, and showering to try and catch up with all the work it was impossible to do, after of course, cleaning up the mess that was left behind and bleaching the floor of the utility room. 
     Now, I just have to remember that I should save seventy hours a year just to address the weird plumbing in this house.  I have no idea why we have so much trouble with the sewer drain between the house and the clean-out. We don't flush abnormal amounts of toilet paper, I've trained Jon not to pour grease down the drains, and no one dumps weird things down our toilet.  Are we just really hairy? I somehow doubt that much hair goes down the shower drain....but I suppose that's possible.