giddyI can't believe I am excited about a toilet. A working toilet. In my house. Do you know how accustomed I had become to forcing the flush by dumping a pot of water in it? Probably more then I care to admit.
Poor Melissa. We couldn't figure out the best way to get the darn washer off (the cause of all the problems). She wasn't afraid to get dirty. She crawled up under there and held the pliers while I twisted from above. Truly the definition of teamwork.
