Sometimes Your Day Ends Up In The Toilet

So our toilet, it wobbles. Each time you sit and share your business you are reminded of this fact. Brent grabbed a moment between cows, mowing, discing, seeding, research, meat sales and all the rest to “take a look” at the toilet problem. “Oh,” he says “just needs a little tightening.” Two hours and a broken bolt later we have no toilet because it’s in the hallway. We have but one toilet. Thankfully, he and Kevin worked the details out before France closed for the night. A quick trip to our local nuts-n-bolts place and they returned with a bolt that shall not rusteth. … but only one. …because the other bolty side is f*&^cked … but it screwed in quiet nicely. And our toilet, bolted on one side, ┬áit no longer wobbles. I suspect we’ll keep it that way until it squeaks again.

I now sing “YOU’ve ABANDONDED ME! … LOO don’t WOBBLE anyMO'”

… of course I get extra points because Brent had this song in his head a few days ago. Which is why it’s in my head. I share this with you. I probably shouldn’t.