I give up. I give up, I give up, I give up. Not only has depression been hounding me all weekend (a LOT of staring into middle distance unable to do anything), just now I finally poked through my drain because it hasn’t been working properly. Extracted a ball of hair, thought “Sorted!” and put the washing machine on. Nope. It got worse. Now my entire bathroom floor is flooding and I can’t do anything until the wash cycle is complete. I just don’t want to try anything anymore.