Always Something

Some think it is pretty glamorous to have a restaurant.  I was talking to a family friend last night who was in for dinner with his wife and he said that he had always dreamed of having a restaurant but let that dream die. He said it with a grin on his face knowing that there is a lot of work that goes into it and he was happy to have passed on that dream.  This morning I was outside a little after 9 loading up the pressure washer and heading to the shop do some pressure washing.  How wonderful.  I am trying to clean the outside exhaust fan.  That went okay but will probably be more effectively done when it is hot.  I then went about some shopping for Natty and managed to get some stuff put together for her birthday on Monday.  I think she will be well pleased with the gifts.  Anyway, I got contacted about a clogged drain and so I attempted to fix it, then I got called to fix it again, I went over a third time.  What a pain.  I went back in after we closed with some liquid pipe cleaner that was some pretty hard core stuff.  It seemed to work okay and then I tested something else and when I came back to it there was backfill from the other drain.  Not good.  It is always something.  Always.