Reassembled everything, discovered my laboring caused the sink to become totally clogged. Left it alone last night, except for cursing it to hell every time I walked by.
Visited the hardware store again today, bought another can of power plumber as a last resort. The first attempt backfired and shot sludgewater all over me and the bathroom. It looked like a horror movie with black ooze running down the walls and my face. Dammit to hell!!!
One more try. More shooting sludge, but then heard the mother of all gurgles, the blessed "swoosh", and the drain opened. And the angels sang.
Who's the woman? That's right. ME! Uh-huh, Uh-huh, Uh-huh. Did a little victory dance in the living room with the kids. Go Mamma! Go Mamma! You're the woman! You're the woman!
I AM WOMAN!