The Quest For The Perfect Toilet........
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| Fri, 03-05-2004 - 6:58pm |
Now I must provide some background knowledge for you to fully appreciate this story. My husband and I are not very tall. I stand about 5’2” on a good day and my husband is about 5’4” so to find a toilet to fit our needs was not an easy task. Must standard toilets are 17” from floor to top of the toilet seat; this height is called comfort height. Well, it is not so comfortable for my husband, you see, he has a long body and short legs. Also I do not know if this is a man thing or not but it sure is in our house, all the men like to sit on the toilet and read for a half an hour or more. (Man if I sit on the toilet that long it leave a nasty red ring around the bum that will itch for hours afterward. Sorry maybe too visual for some people.) Therefore it was important to find a short toilet; my husband likes to have both feet touching the floor while sitting on the toilet. Here living with my in-laws (okay we want go there), we have two toilets and both are the standard 17”. The home that we sold had two toilets and both of them were the shorter one so begins our quest for the perfect toilet.
Our day began with meeting the plumber over at the property and going through the house with the layout of the bathrooms and what was needed for the plumber to begin. As it seems with many of the sub-contractors they always what to begin right away, so it was necessary for us to find the bathroom fixtures tubs, sinks, toilets and sink fixtures right away. The plumber needed the tubs in two days. It was late in the afternoon when we started the quest and unfortunately, we were unable to find a babysitter that day and the little ones had to go with us on our quest. Our youngest had a total meltdown in the second to the last store and I am sure that everyone must have applauded when we left. We headed for the last store with much trepidation; we were not having much success with finding that perfect toilet.
We entered the store and headed straight for the plumbing section. We looked at some of the displays and nearly fainted at the prices. Yes, you can get cheep toilets but that is just what they are cheep and you have to flash them a million times just to get everything to go down. Of course you can always get the super sonic flushers you know the one that sound like if everything that is not nailed down in the room might get suck into the toilet too. After looking at most of the displays and with the feeling that the perfect toilet did not exist for us, we started to leave. Something caught my husband eye and he look up at an end cap display. It was like what you see in the commercials, a beautiful light shone around this toilet and you could hear the choir of angles singing, this is when my husband’s antics began. I have known my husband for twenty-five years now and I never have seen him like this in my life. It may have be the stress of the day I am not sure but what I saw next had me puzzled for sure.
My husband was literally dancing on tiptoes; he was like a kid in the candy store, the excitement just radiated out of him. He did not seem to know what to do next. It looked like to me, as if he shook himself and had to work to tear himself away. He grabs me by the arm and took me to the display about six rows back. “Look at this toilet carefully,” he said. Then he drugged me back over to the display that he had just discovered. “Does this toilet look short then that other one to you, he inquired?” “Yes it kinda does, was my replay.” This excited him more and he look around trying to find a salesperson. “Stay here just in case someone comes by and I will go see if I can find someone.” So off, he went with our son in tow.
Sure enough as I am standing there trying to console our youngest an assistant manager walks up to me. “Can I help you he asked.” I was about to answer when my husband suddenly appeared out thin air causing me to jump just a little. “Do you have a measuring tape on you, my husband inquired.” “Could you please measure this toilet from the floor to the toilet seat and let me know what the height is?” I think that my husband was holding his breath as the man took the measurement. “14 inches, came the manager’s replay.” My husband became so animated; he reminded me of a small child on Christmas day that had just opened the gift that he had been long waiting for. He was bouncing up and down and clapping his hand together but what he said next I swear I will never forget for the rest of my life. “Could you please get someone to left this toilet down off of the display so that I may sit on it.” The manager look at me like to say, did he just asked me to take THAT toilet Down. I know that the expression that was on my face was that of disbelief. There was a awkward moment of silence when my husband then said “oh never mind, I can just open one of the boxes here under the display.” With that he did pull out one of the boxes but just as he was about to open the box he stop and said, “I can just sit on it without having to open it.” My husband proceeded to sit on the box right there in the isle of the store. “No, No, wait this is not right,” my husband said and with that he reached up and grabbed a box that contained a toilet seat. “Ah that’s much better.” There my husband sat on these two boxes with both feet firmly planted on the floor and with a great big smile on his face. Of course, several patron of the store passed by with laughs and giggles. At this time, I sure wished that the floor would have open up and swallowed me. Was this the man I married? Had he lost him mind, Okay the pressure of building just must have made him snap? I just could not believe what I was seeing.
I decided that no one would ever believe my story so I quickly got out my camera and took a picture. I display this picture on my dresser so that I can always be reminded of comic relief that we found on such a stress filled day.
My hopes in telling you this story was that maybe I could bring a smile to your face. If that smile is there then I was successful. If you too find some humor in your day, please share it with others as we all need to laugh a little. Living with depression is one of the hardest challenges that I have had to face. If I try very hard each day to find something that will bring just a small smile to my face then I have met my challenge for the day.
Well I must run I have to get ready to go to the property again for the weekend. This week was short as we stayed through Monday to prepare for the Electrician that is working there now. Please take care everyone and lots of Cyber hugs to you all.
Warm Regards,
RainydaysArgon
P.S. Our son is walking again. His big sister and her boyfriend made the forty-min. drive from school down to see him and he got so excited to see them that he got up and started to play. He does have a small limp but that should disappear soon. Thank you for all for the positive thoughts and prayers.

Oh, ((((((((Rainy)))))))))!
Rainy,
Rainy You just made my Day !!
*hugs
Ilka