Plunging the Tub

I plunged my tub. Yes, my tub. It's one of those tubs that has the useless stopper that doesn't stop any hair from going down the drain.

I have tried with a chopstick, an hanger, hot water, baking soda and vinegar, to get rid of the clog. I spent almost two hours plunging the tub on Monday.

Tuesday I could barely move my arms. Still feeling the effects of it on Saturday. That's fibromyalgia.

Being neurotic, it was all I could do to see brown fluid in my tub as I was plunging it. But I guess if hair and dirt were sitting in a drain for weeks, they're not going to turn a pretty pink.

I should've known better than to keep plunging, but I really wanted to take a clogged-free shower.

Now I'll go to the building manager and get a snake, hoping that does the trick.

SNAKE- I snaked the drain all by myself. When the big glob of hair came out I felt so accomplished.