PORCELAIN . . . . A SUBSTANCE OF BEAUTY

Porcelain has been used for centuries to make A vase for holding flowers, grace our niches and shelves with whimsy, serve our best dishes of food to those we love and/or want to impress.  It gleams, it glows, it sparkles and makes us feel good all over . . .  and then it fails us.

We plunge, we snake, we dismount,  remove, shake and  mumble at it.  We growl, moan, search the internet, call neighbors and pick their brains.   We run around like banshees and just make ourselves crazy and then we succumb.

When all else fails, we break down and go shopping.  We were tempted to do battle, yet again, but then we talk to the neighbor who is frugal and wise and knew when to throw in the towel  . . .  we cave.  Store, after store, no one will come and advise, help you find the specs you want, you walk out, disgusted . . . . . . you worked in retail when it meant a little customer service.

Finally, you find the one that you need at a specialty store, and at a better price than the big box stores.  What does that tell you?  They can't get in the color you want for several days . . . you waffle (it is in the main bathroom after all)  . . . .  you moan inside, you cave, yet again.  You buy the one that is really a good price . . .  the sales person tells you that if you want to put it into a back bathroom not is used by grandkids (you know that story after all) it well probably work just fine.

So I bought it for the front bathroom for now  . . . .  DON'T want to wait until the other one can be brought in so that I can have an almond one to match the rest of the bathroom fixtures.  We need to change the back one any way.  It's also slow, it is probably 50-60 years old and not very efficient in any way and it is just a matter of time until it gives out, probably where there was a big piece that broke out of the base and we epoxied it back in :- O

So I picked out the elongated bowl, got home, brought it in, finished cleaning out the old wax ring, the floor, yada, yada, yada.  Finally got it all in place, bolted down, put on the old seat until next Monday or Tuesday when the new seat comes in  . . . . . and OOPS!  Evidently the old one was a round bowl  . . . . . Ah, the best laid plans. . .  I just had to laugh when I saw the non-fit!  Oh well, it's only for a few days, and it does flush beautifully!  Later when I can, I will get a round bowl for this bathroom so that it is a little roomier.  I must find a way to make the HUGE gap behind the tank since it is so much smaller.

Just in case you were wondering . . .  it was plugged with a broken up white plastic something that had shredded and jammed into the trap really well, it wouldn't let the snake through, either direction.

So . . . I know that all of you are wondering what happened to the old porcelain throne . . . let's just say, when Nanny gets her hands on her "bigger hammer"  nothing is safe.