The gurgle has left the building!!

I never thought I would be so excited. When Greg and I bought this new house we never knew that something was alive in our basement. We signed the papers, moved our stuff in, and on that very first day in our new house...the most unpleasant sound roared from the basement. Describe the sound I hear you saying....Okay, think of Dumb and Dumber when Lloyd gets sick up in the bathroom and his stomach made that awful gurgling noise just prior to the explosion. That noise times 10. It was a noise coming from the downstairs bathroom, yet when you were sitting upstairs it felt as though it was right next to you. The children were terrified that a monster was living in the bathtub downstairs. We called the previous owners who said, "Oh, gee, we almost forgot about that noise. You just gets used to it." Bull honkey!! Who gets used to a noise that sounds like Uncle Rico is dying in the bathroom downstairs. Greg was so nice and said, "Oh, okay..they said they totally forgot and that we'll get used to it." Um, what? We'll get used to the poor cattle suffering in our bathtub drain....ya right!

Well, miracles do come in small packages because as I mentioned a few weeks back, our basement flooded. Yep, our sump pump broke and what should have been a morning sledding out in the snow, became a morning, no morning and afternoon, ..oh heck who am I kidding, it became our whole entire day sloshing in the water in our basement. Okay, so it wasn't that bad, luckily we caught it before it caused to much damage..but it makes for a great story right? Anyhow, we got a plumber over here who ensured us that sump pumps don't break. ReAlLy? Hmmm. Interesting. Anyways, he put in a new one and "Voila"...it didn't work?!?!?! Isn't that a kick in the shorts. So, he put in the old one and said he would order another new one and be back in a couple of days. Which, he came back and put in the newer new one and "Voila"....it didn't work. Although, he said it did and ran as fast as he could out of our house. So, for the next couple of days..on through Christmas, Greg and I would spend some quality time together pumping out 65 gallons of water each night before we would go to bed. Romantical I know!! Well, the poor plumber once again came back. (We are now like family..he, he) But, this is where the miracle comes in...on our 4th sump pump...which never break by the way...."Voilllllllla" (sung in Opera)...it finally works...and.....the gurgle has disappeared! No more embarrassing moments when guests are over and think Greg has imploded. Awkward! I didn't know that something so simple could make me so so happy! So, although we spent some time in an utter frenzy and sleepless nights wondering if the basement was ever going to stop flooding...it is a blessing in disguise. We now have a sump pump that works...(knock on wood) and the gurgle has finally left the building!!