When s^!@ don't fly

The past few weeks have been...welll...troublesome. Who'd a thunk a simple plumbing and drainage system for a little cottage could be so much of a problem. We designed everything needing water to be in one corner near the septic, thinking that would solve any major problems. Yeah, right.

#1 - Mr inspector dude won't let us put the waste pipes in the exterior walls. Holes would be too big and would weaken the wall he says. Ok, makes sense. We'll build false walls to put the pipes and air stack in.
#2 - That durn pipe glue dries in 3 seconds flat!!! Holy crapola!! Our brains and hands are far enough apart to result in a pause long enough to result in multi failed attempts to connect elbows, Ts and such at the correct angles. See our pile of bad glue jobs for a clue. We finally figure out the solution is to goober on SO much glue that drying is delayed by a second or 2. Oh, an glue goobers on hairy arms hurts when you have to pull it off (ask Bill).
#3 - When you have to saw out a piece of 3" pipe that is built into the corner of 2 false walss (that have been nailed tightly down) it gets ugly. The vibration from the saw and pipe jiggles the brain beyond belief. My ears are still tingly.
#4 - Tip of the week. Always purchase 20% extra of pipe fittings too. After all, multiple trips to small town hardware stores (of which usually have shortened hours when you need the item most) results in lots of lost time and LOTS of cursing (including the occasional "they're charging WHAT for a #$@! 45 degree elbow?!!!?").

But, finally Monday morning we finished the drainage portion of the plumbing. The pipe slid neatly into the septic tank and was successfully attached to the house. So, now hopefully on that first flush, shit won't fly.

And to end this post, well, lemme say this. This project has made me appreciate professional plumbers more. They earn every cent, even IF I have to put up with plumbers butt.