Clara's Corner: Update on Water Problem.....

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Update on Water Problem.....

The Septic Tank People came Saturday and opened up the drain pipe going into my tank. It is now flowing like a river....PTL..... They are coming back today to install a "T" on the end of that drain in belief it will help the toilet tissuee to dissolve. I have no clue as to whether it will or not. It doesn't really make sense to me . It seems to me if you put something over the end of that drain, it would make it even harder to drain. And then I wonder if it happens again...will they be able to get the snake up in there to open it up? I'm not an expert on the matter. I am just trusting they are doing the best thing. This gets to be a nuisance after a time.

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