OK, other than death and destruction and hemorrhoids is there anything sadder than this? This is what the toilet paper looks like about 95% of the time when I go into the bathroom, and for certain and always at 2:30 a.m. in the dark.
Unfortunately, I am the only one in the home qualified to make the necessary repairs (otherwise known as putting on a new roll) since this is very specialized work and most probably the closest job there is to rocket science. I know this because no one else can figure it out.
So I begin my normal rant directed at no one in particular that sounds like this, "Why am I the only one in this house who can change this dang toilet paper. I mean come on."
All the men/boys completely ignore me, but Sher does wander over for a curious look. I am sure that she realizes she will have to take on this huge responsibility herself someday when she has a home of her own.
Remember over not under!! Laters!
whatever, no sympathy from me. I am the only one that know how to do that in my house. And, BTW the loose end goes over the front...
ReplyDeleteKeep a spare directly on the back of the toilet.. that helps... haha!
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