Andy laid the tile on Monday but had to break apart the toilet to get it out because of the way it was installed, bolted and bonded to the floor in some weird way. There was no flange. He knew we were planning on a new toilet, so that wasn't any big deal, except, we only have one bathroom. I had misunderstood him about not being able to use the toilet - I thought just for the day while he was working on the floor, but I was wrong, and we spent the night in a motel. I had told the plumber on Monday about the missing flange and he was to call Andy and see what was up with that, but he didn't call. Talked to Andy Tuesday morning while he was grouting the floor, and still no word from plumber. I called Plumber and he said he'd be out at 1:00 to see what was needed for the job (which he did) and then would have the guys out between 3:00 and 4:00 to install. Great, perfect! "I need a new shut-off valve too". "No problem". I got home from work at 3:00. Floor looked lovely. 4:00 came and went, no plumbers, and by 5:15 I called find out where the heck they were. "They're not there yet? We dropped off the toilet with them hours ago." Um, NO! I wouldn't be calling you if they were here!!! When they finally showed up about 20 minutes later, Bob noticed that the shut-off valve wasn't on the work order. No problem, they would ran over to Home Depot to get one (less than a mile away). An hour later they were back (must have stopped for supper) and installed the shut-off. Then they started installing the new flange. Broke their only drill bit. It wasn't a masonry bit, just a plain old everyday bit that doesn't want to drill through a ceramic floor with a cement under layer. "Why yes, we did tell your boss that the floor is ceramic". Back to Home Depot for a drill bit. By about 7:15 they had the base of the toilet installed. Looking good, in the home stretch......... and then I heard some very loud swearing coming from the bathroom. They broke the tank while trying to install it! They'd have to come back in the morning, but, we could still use the toilet, we just needed to "flush" by using a bucket of water. Better than another night in a motel. After they left I noticed that when they replaced the shut-off valve, they left the old, rusty disk-thingy that snugs up to and covers the hole in the wall where the pipe comes out of. They were only an hour late when they came back the next morning with the new tank. They did replace the old, rusty disk-thingy with a new, shiny disk-thingy, installed the tank with no further mishaps, and gave us a small discount. It's done and it works, and I don't have to run over to my neighbor's bathroom anymore, at least not until Friday when the next guy comes to reglaze the tub and I can't use the bathroom for 6 hours or so.
I've already posted this next picture on Facebook and Ravelery, but I just have to do it again. GIANT CYCLOPS BABY. It's on a garage a block from where I work, and we have absolutely no idea what it means. There are giant molecules all over the sides of the garage as well. People are strange.
It's pretty creepy. The outside arms on both look fairly proportionate, but the inside arms are tiny, with tiny hands that look more like pincher's. And then there's the bubbles. I am so glad I don't have to look at this everyday from my yard!
I went to the Midtown Farmer's Market this morning. Bought some lovely vegetables and other things........
All the veggies look great, but I also bought a loaf of homemade honey wheat bread, along with some
fresh butter, some homemade chokecherry jelly, and some Colby-jack cheese.
I couldn't resist and had to have a treat when I got home - it was worth every single calorie!
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