10 Years Ago: I was a junior in high school and it was prom season. Like most girls I hoped someone would ask me to go. One evening as I walked by our glass front doors I saw something peculiar sitting just past the welcome mat. It was toilet. I curiously opened the front door. I can't remember the clever note that connected the toilet to prom, but I quickly realized that this porcelain throne was my ticket.
Here I am sitting on the porcelain throne on my front porch. Junior year of high school, 17 years old, pixie short hair, and one rockin' outfit. Man, I had style. Right?
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2 Months Ago: I had just stepped out of the shower when I heard a loud "pop," similar to the sound of two ceramic bowls smacking together. Within seconds a torrent of water began to spew from the tank of the toilet. I was naked and I was panicked. Before I could think straight enough to turn the water valve all the way to the right to shut off the water (righty tighty-lefty loosey, remember?) quite a few gallons of water had already leaked down through the basement ceiling. So. Not. Good. I cleaned up the mess, and within a couple days we unhooked the old toilet, put it in the garage, and installed a new toilet. The only thing still missing was actual toilet seat.
4 Days Ago: We finally installed a toilet seat! After 2 months of having to squat to use the john, it felt like such a luxury to sit down comfortably to do your business. Oh the simple pleasures in life! Toilet seats included.
I chuckled to myself as I realized that I had just experienced a full circle moment involving a toilet. It feels sort of awesome to be a part of continuing the porcelain throne and prom tradition.
1 comment:
THAT is an awesome post, my dear! You make me not only smile all across my face, but laugh right out loud!!!
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