In the midst of my last day or “The Last Day” in Florida, we are dealing with plumbing issues. He has snaked all the pipes, replaced a toilet, found an uphill climbing drain (that’s bad) and fouled the condo with that sweet aroma of septic waste.
At some point we’ll have lunch. But I’m not sure how much of an appetite one can have after the smells that all but color the air.
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Alright! Looks like everyone survived. Ready for another Florida trip this year?