the dentist x 1000

Okay. I'm sitting here with a giant pit in my stomach. We called Roto Rooter, and the guy is currently in our basement. He walked in, looked at our full utility sink and clogged floor drain, and said things like "Hmm" and sighed a lot. Then, he hauled this giant machine, presumably the Roto Rooter itself, into the basement. He is now making the absolute worst noise ever. It's like a dentist's drill-only much, much louder. And the water is on our floor now too. And the phrase "replace the carpet" has already been uttered a few times. I am sitting upstairs envisioning our basement covered with a foot of crappy water. It's very comforting. At least I'd finally get to throw out that sawn-in-half couch.