It Gets better

 Yesterday was a particularly challenging day. Let us say, it involved, mom hollering. A flooding toilet, that was also bubbling into the tub.

Need I go into detail...

Some things words escape me.

Mom's enema toilet water swill all over the tile.

A toilet pipe in the basement, leaking on foodstuffs. 

Moving foodstuffs out of the way of leaky toilet pipe.

Bessie, my brother and I. All doing our best, working to fix the plug. 

Which involved looking on the roof, and then us three cleaning out leaves out of the gutter/roof.

Traversing the depths of our basement to clean out poop pipe.

Cleaning out crawl space, with mice carcasses. And webs of spiders, and....oh so....muchy.

I have no idea why anyone wants to decorate with spiders...

The irony was, I was down in the basement, and thought I'd turn on my music, so as to distract me as I worked. And what do you know, right as underneath the drippy poop pipe, this song pops up on the pandora.

And it made me smile. Because... well we hopes it gets better. 

And honestly, for all those difficult bits. It was better than most times, similar to this. 

And we three really tried our best working as a team.

And it's just been a really exhausting week...

It gets better.  Yes please.