Oh the multi-splendored joys of home ownership. (Did the sarcasm come thru okay?)
I’m having…. tank troubles… as in my toilet tank.
It worked when I first moved in,
then suddenly it wouldn’t flush. Called in the handyman, better known as sweet friend, the chain was broken. A few minutes and 1 bent paper clip later
Ta Da! It worked again! Magic! (BUT!! the chain was TOO long now, so you had to lift the tank lid a little, so the doo-hickey wouldn’t hit the top.) sigh (Of COURSE it was too long, did ya SEE the size of that paper clip???)
That’s okay, I just waited till it broke again, and asked for a smaller paper clip. Ain’t I brilliant!! (I didn’t get that college degree fer nuttin, ya know!)
A little later, it was running all the time, and wouldn’t flush AGAIN!! This time, the rubber gasket was not sealing right, so it constantly drained. And wouldn’t you know it, all these things ALWAYS happened in the middle of the night! How does that HAPPEN???
So, once again, a SOS call went out. (in the morning! I didn’t call him right then. I’m not a sadist.) Like magic, he fixed in a trice. (Don’t ya just love that word – trice?? We need to start a campaign to bring it back into popular circulation! Who’s with me??)
Several weeks go by, then a repeat of the same frustration. ERGH! So, I decided to take a peek for myself. This time, the top link had slipped out of the hole in the end of the stick. (There’s probably a real name for it – flush lever?? )
(not my toilet- you can find anything on google!)
Tried to mend it, but failed. Probably due to my fat fingers, and being wet. Yes, yes, that’s it! Because my fingers were wet! So humiliating to be toilet- flushable- challenged.
And, here I sit blogging, instead of asking for help. Thinking about buying stock in Depends.
A brand new party!! Woo hoo! Thanks, Shanice, for the invite!