That's the soup I drove through this morning to get the kid to school. Visibility was about 3 feet. Seriously. But, it was pretty and blotted out the abandoned rusty campers and the trailer court and made the old neighborhood look like someone had photoshopped it. The last photo is our sewer hole. The shit hole, if you will. I got a new cement pad for the toady, a new waterline, new flange, new concrete bolts, and a new seal. I have plumbing. Do you know how awesome that is?? We did without a bathroom for two days and a night while the cement was setting. I told Lis to pretend we were camping out, but, secretly I wanted to hitch hike the fuck out of here with my meager bug out bag and never look back. I was dreaming of living under a bridge with hobos who understood me. At night, I had to get the lanterns and walk her over to Tuwella's to potty because of the coons, skunk and badger on the porch. It wasn't like camping out, it was like hell. A basket of stinking hell. The plumbers worked on Saturday to make sure I didn't have to live like that all weekend and believe me, I thanked them. You're jelly, aren't you? Admit it, you want a new cement pad for your toilet. I know you do. I'll be paying on this for months, but, gawd, I have a bathroom. It's like I live in civilization again. Very close neighbors to the third world, but, I can flush. I was soooooo frustrated I couldn't even blog it. I knew if I said one single word, I would lose it for real. It's over now, but, the people who frustrated me beyond comprehension are still around. In the midst of it, my mother came over to gawk at the mess. Seeing the toilet in the middle of the room (mocking me) she said, 'I don't understand why you have to get rid of the toilet. It looks like a new toilet. Can I sell it at my yard sale?' Yeah, she has her plumbing degree. There's more to that story, but, I'll kill myself if I have to tell it all. A weeks worth. It's Monday, a new week has started. New rounds of school, kid's eye doctor appointments, Social Service workers, DHS family meetings and laundry piled so high I could make a wall out of it. There's an idea. Maybe I could make a secret room where no one could find me. Or maybe I can just enjoy my coffee, knowing I can pee in my own house and enjoy the fog. And there are no people here right now and none expected. It almost makes me glad to be alive.
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PS..that's wax on the hole, not poo. Still gross, eh?
you could make a fort with the laundry and hide in there.....you should told your motherthing the toilet was her throne and she should keep it in HER living room....
never ending isn't it?? ((HUGS))
today is about the last nice warm sunny day for weeks---probably the summer, so i'm going out to work on the 5' grinch---looking grincy now! and then sit my ass in my chair in the street while i can with the nice weather and read.....i have things to attend too, but uh, as i was telling CJ last night, i really didn't get a break for like 4 months straight after eddie's fire, then he burned himself....so i'm making up for it....that's my theory....plus i'm loving being able to sit out in the street again!! :) can't wait til spring and i can start sitting out there from the get go!!!
did you get the pixes i emailed you of my butterfly bush? so difficult to get it all in one shot---hence why i climbed a ladder....jt was gonna get on the top roof but i thought that was just silly.....
Yes, beautiful. I'll put them on later. Thanks for the virtual hug. It IS never ending and my mother is losing it more every day.
congrats on the new loo. the is nothing worse thn tradies tramping up your house and garden, but worth the pain if the work gets done.
It had been wet for so long I felt like I was living in a swamp. Awful. I still have to replace part of the floor, but, that's no big deal. So glad it's fixed.
Indoor plumbing is probably the best invention the world ever came up with. How did our great grands ever survive?
I have two pots that need replaced. The water in the upstairs one decided to not shut off when The Kid was home & the downstairs one has been on it's last legs for a long time. I need to bite the bullet & call Phil the plumber to come install a couple new ones. ($$$ ... yikes)
I know. It's terrifying.
We just had to replace our downstairs, main,toilet too. It was totally stopped up, who knows with what?! I got a handicap version this time. Its higher. So, now I have to have a footstool! No joke. I also went ahead and painted in there and layed down new flooring while the toilet was pulled. I did all the painting and flooring by myself, even cut the holes in the floor, husband installed the toilet. It was unlevel, he didnt believe me, I layed a long level across it, totally out of bubble. He finally believed me, leveled it up, I caulked around it and its great. I figured in a few years I will need the handicap one. A plumber friend here at work asked me if we busted the toilet with a hammer to see WTH? I wish we had done that!! It is awesome having a nice new toilet and floor! I soo get what you are saying!
rox
Your yard looks so pretty and mystical with the fog.....Marilyn
It's all about autonomy and things working well; love it. Enjoy that coffee and the foggy landscape and the ability to flush. I seriously get it. Congrats.
PS - I am so glad that was wax on the hole and not poop, as I was eating a turkey sandwich while reading.
mary_mary. lol
It was amazingly clean. It was weird. That water must flow powerfully.
Thanks for clarifying that wasn't poop! I was like WTH? I don't want all the details! Yes I do, just maybe not photographic proof.
Enjoy your potty. Aint life grand?
Beth
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