In the midst of all the action at the new house and the end-of-semester crunch, kaboomy at our current place of residence. The wax seal went out on the one and only toilet in this very small ranch. Have I mention how much I hate ranches? No? Well, I shall spare you that tirade (for now).
There was lots of mopping up of nasty, smelly water with old towels and rags. After work yesterday, my fiance tackled the task while I was at the new house painting (where else would I be?). He replaced the wax seal and reset the toilet with no problem whatsoever, but then there was a leak from the pipe at the back. Imagine lots of cursing and sweating. Apparently the whole piping or something with the shut-off valve is just completely shot due to being absolutely archaic.
By that time, it was so late that the trusty hardware store was closed, so we've been "flushing" the toilet with pots of water from the shower. Classy, eh? Bet you wanna come right over and hang out with us.
So now I've got to go pry him out of bed so he can go get parts and fix the plumbing early enough so we can still make it to the tile store which closes obscenely early.
Damn Murphy always messing with things.
4 comments:
Sounds like a shitty job. My advice is, when all else fails, duc tape it.
Wow, Mark's the man! I'm very impressed that he knows how to do all this stuff. Poor guy deserves to sleep in after such a nightmare.
Maybe you can go to the tile store first, then grab a bite to eat, then go to the hardware store. Do some peeing in public before you go home. Seems like switching up the order might squeeze some breathing room into your schedule? Just so you don't have to hurry and stress so much. Ha!
Yes, indeed, Coffeypot, not fun. And it continues...
YIKES! Hope things straighten out somehow SOON!
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