As they say, “When it rains, it pours,” and it turns out that if you’re the proud owners of this house, it pours unfiltered toilet water through the kitchen ceiling.

Dan called to ask me whether our new toilet should be “bare bones” for six hundred and fifty dollars or the "Cadillac" for one thousand. Naturally, I chose the deluxe model.

I’m happy that our new john is guaranteed not to clog, but less than thrilled that our kitchen now smells faintly of Eau de Stale Urine.