The Chronicles of Plumbia, Part I

The wife and I got the brilliant idea to become handypersons, despite the fact that we don’t know a hammer from another hammer.  Well, OK, maybe we can tell two hammers apart, but that’s because they’re wearing nametags and different colored sweaters.  Anyway, our bathroom floor was becoming discolored, and we were told that the toilet had a small leak, the seepage causing the vinyl to come loose and basically just look ugly.  We really, really didn’t want to spend a heap of money on what isn’t truly a major problem.  I’ve seen dozens of episodes of “Hometime” and “This Old House”, so I figured, “Why not give it a shot?”  Just to make things interesting, we decided to upgrade the old floor, too.

As you may imagine, the Poking has already begun.  The wax replacement seal for the toilet was perhaps the wrong size, but we think it will work.  Of course, we’d originally picked up the right size, changed our minds, and got this one instead.  The second Poke came when I decided it would be interesting to chronicle this pathetically small project.  I went to take a photo of the bathroom (with the newly-repaired toilet and ripped-out flooring and trim), but the camera’s batteries are dead, and I can’t find the replacements, even though they were sitting on the counter as recently as last week.  Sigh.  Let’s just hope this entire project doesn’t turn out to be a Poke in the Eye.