Sunday is my day for football, right??? Not at the moment it would seem. I don't even know how long ago it was, that I replaced the toilet seat with an Oak seat with metal hinges. But I know now, that I will NEVER do that again.
It has rusted and become unsightly - so I bought a "soft" cushion seat one yesterday. Figuring, I have replaced many a seat in my lifetime, I decided to tackle this job before settling in to my day of football.
So far, I have used every expletive I know (and I know thousands), and the rusted bolts are still attached. Several doses of WD-40 have not helped me with this task either. The bathroom now looks like a plumber's toolbox...wrenches, pliers, ratchets...you name it - I have the tool, but apparently NOT the strength. My patience has literally gone on vacation also!!
Having been married to a plumber, I did learn quite a bit - especially how to swear properly! I have come to the conclusion that this job is best left to one much stronger than myself. I try to do as much as I can by myself...but now I feel I am going to have to ask for help. Thedaughter says she will accomplish this task when she gets home from work - but she has no strength in her wrists either.
I hate being this frustrated. Maybe it is because I have to recognize the fact of my age and heart issues, and that I am no spring chicken anymore. This is not a frame of mind I am willing to give into - yet!
For all this time I have been fighting with the water closet - I could have built a fucking outhouse!!
I QUIT!!! The tools will remain in the bathroom till thedaughter makes her attempts. For me....I'm going to put on another pot of coffee and get ready for the Steelers/Bears meet up!!
Have a great weekend (what's left) all....later...........
**There will be updates as to this task - have no fear.
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