But, a phenomenally GOOD thing about this disaster was this: the takeout line. It was free, clear, and open. This meant that the problem was NOT in the drainfield. Had it been, we would have been you-know-what-outta-luck until spring.So, be grateful for small miracles.
But, back to the problem at hand . . . .
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