Where art thou Mr. Plumber?

After a good time Saturday night at the Pandemic party, we came home to discover that although Steve used 2 bottles of Draino in our bathroom drain, we still had serious plumbing issues. When we flushed the toilet, it came up the shower drain. YUCK. Since our rental agency was closed on Sunday, Steve called the emergency number on the back of our tenacy agreement. We figured poop in the shower fell under "health risk" and meant emergency (sorry if you were eating as you read this!). Anyway, our emergency plumber has still not shown up and it's now Monday morning at 8 a.m! He wasn't able to come yesterday but said he'd be here first thing this morning. So, it's been no showers for us and minimal toilet using. You really take all these modern conveniences for granted until they're gone! Luckily our new house has a back- up toilet...outside! I don't get it but homes here sometimes have outhouses in the backyard. Only, it's a modern flush toilet. Just a toilet in a shed. I really don't know why this set-up was originally designed but it sure would come in handy now!