Wednesday, December 10, 2008

What a morning...

As I sit at my computer for a few minutes, catching up on some friends, okay, not really friends, but blogs, an atrocious smell greets my nose.

Yes, my toilet is stopped up. And no amount of plunging on my part has helped. And it's DISGUSTING! Thank the living LORD that we are eating out at a friend's house tonight. And the unfortunate thing is that I have had candles burning all morning and been baking and cooking all morning, and still, the SMELL. And ya'll who know me KNOW that I do not have a great sense of smell. Maybe I do a lot of breathing though my mouth. Probably a good thing today.

Of course this kind of crap always happens within minutes of my husband leaving the house for the day. I swear when we got married I wanted to insert a clause into my vows. "I promise to love, honor and obey, blah blah blah. As long as I am not in charge of toilet stoppages, trash cans, or yard work. I'll cook, clean, launder, fold, iron, and be your everyday girlfriend AS LONG as I don't have to mess with any of those things, as long as we both shall live." But no. Today I had to do the plunging. And it didn't work. I think I am plunger-retarded. I don't get it. I think it has to do with the angle of the plunger and since I'm height-challenged I think I'm already at a disadvantage. I NEED A BAILOUT!

Or a plumber. Or my husband!

4 comments:

chandy said...

Bailout...ha! I'm totally stealing that expression.

You poor thing...I probably would have begged Joel to come home and deal with something like that if I couldn't fix it. Plunging is the worst!

Erin said...

Hope it's OK I'm laughing, but I can totally relate. On ALL levels, the modified vows and the height challenge. I have never once successfully plunged a toilet. Maybe we can take a class together :)

Ashley Bartley said...

Oh Jess! Wouldn't it be grand if we could all have a BAILOUT every now and again? I have a funny story to tell you about our toilet in the condo when I see you next... Love you!

Don Durham said...

I've plunged twice this week. It's this new toilet paper. I mean it's so soft, but man does it bunch up! I actually called for a bail out. The plunger was in Patti's parents' bathroom, so I had to have her grab it!