I was not going to call a plumber. I was going to fix this clog myself, dammit. I had managed to get it to a little more than a trickle, after all. Now it was only taking two hours to drain. Fortunately, as I noted earlier, we have two bathrooms.
Baths now are sort of a major treat to be had on very special occasions.
Like staying in bed and having sex all day. That sort of thing. Being angry and sweaty over the drain isn't necessarily a special occasion, but I needed it, so there. When I was a kid my mother was very stingy with baths. No more than two inches of water, lukewarm.