Me, do it your self-er

This is my personal blog of the week. I will tell you of an incident that happened not too long ago at our my office. I am the type that loves to do things myself. For instance, painting, plumbing, tearing down walls, building septic systems, concrete work... ect you get the point. I am what you call the do it your selfer. Well I had a problem. The problem was in the back of my offices in my personal restroom. I had a toilet leak. For some reason I felt it in my desire to attempt to put this new water flow valve in the tank of the toilet.

I had all my tools laid out. And yes I have my own tools, but these particular tools were my pretty flowered tools that are for not so real jobs. I know, I know, "flowered tools," I won them at a christmas party ok! So these tools weren't the strongest. After thinking this through on how I was gonna do this, I started to remove the lid. Then following the directions I unscrewed the water line to the tank.

Ok big mistake. Water is going every where. Like a light going off in my head I remembered, the water valve needs to be off. Ok there is no water valve. Wait there is, ok its plastic. Wait its completely cracked and broke. While all of this is going on, water is spewing all over me, and into the floor. I realize I can't get it to stop. I am calling my husband, alot of good that will do he is out of town. So I start calling people I know that live close, no one is answering.

Throwing towels every where to keep the water contained to just the bathroom and not the carpeted hallway was useless. By now there is almost a half an inch of water. I am doing the only thing left to do... cry. I sit in the water with my broken flowered tool and cracked broken valve with water spraying me.

All of a sudden the water stops. I stopped crying and started to thank God for coming to me in this time of need when I was broken and needed help. Then I look up and there are two people staring at me. Our best friends who live 2 blocks from our office. Ev and April. Ev said yeah I got your message, you have to turn the water off from outside, someone didn't install a turn off valve in this back bathroom. How he knew that I have no clue. And then April said, as for God I guess you can thank him that we got the message and came with a wrench. Haha

By this time it was dark, and sense the water was now off we called it a night left I guess they saw that I was mentally and physically exhausted and they took me out to the Kitchen Pass for good music and a beer. And yes with my wet clothes and flowered toilet in my pocket.

And as for the toilet, a new one was installed the next day by a PROFESSIONAL.