The plumbers came and went yesterday leaving me a brand new commode to replace the previously cracked one. (Talking about "cracks" why can't handymen wear longer shirts to cover them when they have to get into plumbing positions??? oh my...)
They left after they were satisfied that all was well and that this time everything was tightly sealed with no "squishing sounds". Once they were gone I sat down upon my newest piece of porcelain and began to laugh out loud. This thing was so high that my feet barely touched the ground. Talk about "thrones"! I'm not sure if this is the new "standard" for toilets these days...or, if he just figured that someone my age might need a higher seat? Interesting, nonetheless.
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So, this morning, the septic tank people (or "environmental services" as they are now called) arrived to clean the outside tank.
Are you noticing a recurring theme to my posts lately?!? : O
The men were smiling as they located the septic tank and began to do their job. That is, until they came and knocked on my door with sullen faces.
"We have a problem" they said.
Those are words that one doesn't need or want to hear when having their septic tank cleaned out.
I won't go into detail ...but, suffice it to say, that I now know the reason for my washing machine water coming up through the downstairs toilet!
That being said, they had to call in the "field line" specialists to come out and inspect my system. Oh, the fun is only starting....not to mention the huge costs that all of this will amount to. Aaaack.
I knew that I shouldn't have gotten out of bed this Friday the 13th morning...
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So that I do not leave you today with only bad news....I am happy to report that my tax information was hand-delivered to the awaiting arms of my accountant yesterday. Now it is up to him to perform some kind of financial magic to keep me afloat. No pun intended.
XOXO
3 comments:
an older lady owned my house before i bought it...the potty is high like you mentioned. now when i sit on a regular one, I think "man, i am about to hit the floor" so i know what you mean.....
Oh Grammie, I've been there and done that with the septic system...only mine came back up in the shower downstairs. Hope everything is working properly by now!
I have only the higher stools in my house. Before I had my knee replaced and was in so much pain, my father-in-law installed some devices that raised the seat up, so that it wouldn't hurt too bad.
We're all tall in my family, so we like the comfort of the higher seat. I'm like Beverly. When I see a lower one, I wonder also when I'm finally going to arrive.
I hope all your crappy days will soon be gone. I feel your pain withthe bill that you're going to have, though.
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