We've been short one bathroom around here, since the Incredible Exploding Toilet Incident. The situation has been Super Dreamy. Seriously; there is nothing like four semi-adults battling for bathroom supremacy. All the time. I thought I knew my family pretty intimately, but it turns out I was wrong. Turns out our toilette strategies differ greatly. Some of us are in and out like a precision drill, taking care of business with speed and efficiency. Others, however, prefer a more leisurely pace, substituting, it would seem, the Loo for the Library. I worry that those in the first category have been secretly plotting the demise of those in the second. Don't ask me how I know.
There are other privileged First World families who share one throne all the time, and let me tell you, my respect for their daily struggle has really skyrocketed. But I digress. Remember this?
It's the Before photo of Lindsay and Campbell's gutted bathroom, post-water damage.
Blessedly, our homeowner's insurance provided new drywall, flooring, and a pretty new vanity. Contractors even repainted for us, which was a huge bonus, because I am up to my lips in knitting at the moment, with no time for such things. What insurance didn't pay for, sadly, was an actual new toilet, or a plumber to install one. We scratched up enough scratch (Thank you, Ravelry Pattern Sales!) to buy a new Seat of Power, and settled in to wait until the funds accumulated to hire the plumber.
And you know how good I am at waiting.
After a truly interminable period of looking at the big toilet box and longing to see the thing installed (almost one whole day), the Huff Ladies hatched a Cunning Plan. Lindsay and I decided we should look into just how difficult toilet installation is. I mean, indoor plumbing was invented by (no disrespect), GUYS, right? How complicated could it be?
Would you believe it? Our new Potty has its own Movie! You have to watch this. I find it hilarious, which probably tells you more about me than about the product:
And there's another movie, too, which explains step by step how to install one of these!
Armed with an ipad, a YouTube video, and the strong desire to git-er-done, Lindsay and I (Wo)manned up and did the deed:
We are the Tzarinas of Toilet. The Princesses of Piddle. The Dutchesses of Dooky. The Soverigns of, well, you get the idea.
Here's another After photo:
And lo, there was peace throughout the land. It's Good to be Queens.