Even so, it bares repeating.
For two years my family lived in a beautiful little house in the inner city. I loved this house, it was solidly built, had a playroom in the basement and never had a mouse. Never. I would have remembered. Like, I remember that a bat flew at my head in the kitchen one hot summer's night. Previously this place had housed 5 Calvin Seminary students. It was my first experience with trying to remove 'boy' smell.
We packed our three small children into one tiny little bedroom. In between our tinier bedroom and theirs was the one and only bathroom. Same bathroom with the tub that stood, until it callapsed, on three legs.
Our landlord had two sons who were plumbers. Somewhere they had found the ugliest excuse for a toilet on the face of the earth. It was low to the floor, and bright blue.
One day, The Husband God Gave Me thought it was time to try to disguise the toilet by replacing the blue toilet seat with a white toilet seat. You know, just to pretty it up in there.
But he could not get the seat to come off. He grunted and pulled and wiggled, but it would not budge. Then I saw him go into the bathroom (the only bathroom) with a hammer. Having the inquiring mind that I have, I asked - What are you planning to do with that hammer? His reply - Get that stupid seat off!'.
Now imagine a loud 'hammer hitting porcelin' sound. Now hear husband say - Oh, No!
I walked into the bathroom. The seat is still in place. But, there is a sizable chunk missing from the top and side of the blue bowl. You could look right down in there.
Our only toilet. It still had water in the bowl. I inquired again - Now what are we going to do? THGGM put the seat to the down position, covering some of the missing piece and said - We can still use it.
No we can't!
Yes we can!
No we can't!
Yes we can!
He flushed it.
I now know EXACTLY how a toilet flushes. Water swirls around and around and around, and with nothing to stop it swirls like a water spout up into the air, and down.
All over us.
Our landlord's son came that night while THGGM was at work and installed a new toilet. A white one.
As he left, he looked me square in the eye and said - Don't EVER let him in the bathroom with a hammer again!
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How funny, I have been without a toilet in my master bathroom now for 2 years because the old one was leaking so hubby took it out. Since it was out he was going to remodel the bathroom. I'm still waiting.
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