A few days ago EM decided that she would brave the slippy slidey seat and used the bathroom. After she was done she came running in,
"Mommy! The water's coming up the potty!" Yikes!
I high tailed it into the BR as quickly as I could and saw to my horror that she had decided that one piece of tissue wasn't enough...
No, my little one decided that using half a box of tissues instead of TP would be a better idea. Puffs tissues, with lotion added. The lotion really helps with absorbtion.
The water was rising to the rim so fast that as I raced around the corner of the bathroom I was nearly too late. Like a madwoman I grabbed the plunger and started pumping. I pumped and pumped but the stupid paper wouldn't go down. The tissue was just too thick! So I pumped and pumped some more, finally there was a gurgle of acceptance from the pipe below, just as the first few drops began to spill out from the bowl.
I sighed with relief as the bloated, mass of compressed tree bark slipped down into the depths of... yeah, I think that thought can stop there.
I stood straight and tall putting my hands on my hips giving the toilet the evil eye, showing it who's boss. (Yeah, I really showed IT.)
I was quite satisfied with my work until about an hour later I went to use the bathroom, I have to admit that yes I do on occasion have to do that. Sorry. Well when I went to flush the toilet I got nothing. Nothing happened but a light clicking sound. Turns out the lever on the inside that connected to the handle broke completely off.
I wanted to scream, what more could possibly happen in one day to my toilets!
Later that day my husband and I loaded the kids up to go to our local home improvement store.
On our way there we passed Walmart, as we did my oldest said, "Mom, can we go to the store?"
"What do you want at the store?"
"Well I want to go to the armpit section"
Even I didn't have an answer to that one.
"Ok, what do you want from the 'armpit section'?" I asked KN.
"Well they have hand sanitizer on that same isle, I just wanted to get some."
"Maybe later, we can go to the 'armpit section' but first we have to go to the 'butt' section and get a few things to fix the toilets."
So we went, we bought, we left.
When we got home, Kevin went in and changed out the flusher handle. hooray! We no longer have to flush the toilet manually!
Take a look at this slick shiny beauty:
So now I'm off to replace the rickety toilet seat! Sometimes being a homeowner sucks!
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