this is how it happens

Nov 13, 2011 23:20

Part of me is tempted to launch right back into posting without explanation or apology for my absence. Another part of me would like to tell you about my toilet.

See, I'd been having this toilet problem in my en suite. It ran constantly, no matter how much I jiggled the handle, and every now and again, it would flush itself. How often, you might ask? Oh, every five or ten minutes, I'd guess. For about a year.

At the beginning, the flushes were far less frequent. So infrequent, in fact, that they only occasionally startled me awake in the middle of the night, and guests hardly noticed them at all. But then it started getting worse. The running sound was less like a pleasant water feature and more like a form of torture. The flushes were less like random events and more like clockwork. I knew it was time to take action...

...but I just couldn't.

At first, I thought I'd call a plumber. But then a colleague assured me that I would be able to do the job myself. So I googled it. I looked at pictures, eHow videos, and animations of the toilet mechanisms. I read step-by-step guides. I stared into the tank and tried to visualize myself fixing the problem. It seemed like it should be a piece of cake, but I'd left it so long that I found myself fighting inertia. After all, the toilet still worked fine! The water loss was minimal! If I shut my bathroom door at night the noise hardly even kept me up anymore! And besides, it really wasn't bothering anyone else, so what was the point of fixing it, anyway?

But somehow, leaving it just didn't feel right. So tonight, I rolled up my sleeves, drained the tank, and fixed the toilet. It took all of ten minutes and the noise was gone.

I don't know why I waited so long, internet. The silence has been deafening.

the many benefits of being me, apartment pants

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