Plumb Crazy

My downstairs bathroom has issues. It's always a risk to use that bathroom anyway since it the bathroom used and abused by the boys. Last week I foolishly decided to use the downstairs toilet instead of hiking upstairs to my own bathroom. I almost screamed when I lifted the lid because a sodden Buzz Lightyear doll along with two plush puppies came flying out. That's just not what you expect to happen. David John apparently decided that several of his brothers' stuffed toys wanted to go swimming. I may never be able to watch Toy Story again without having nightmares about Buzz's evil twin that lurks in my plumbing.
Surprisingly, this is not my main problem with that bathroom. No, the main problem is that the sink is leaking copious amounts of water and the tub and shower are also developing a nasty drip. My water bill is not happy about this arrangement and I've been dealing with this problem for over a month now without it being fixed. So, I did what any rational person would do when faced with a frustrating problem- I wrote a song about it to the tune of "Gilligan's Island". Here is a link to the Gilligan's Island theme song on You Tube so you can sing along.

Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale

A tale of a fateful drip

And what's been done to stop the leak

That would be nada- zip

Our landlord is the nicest kind of guy

But he's been out of town

Vacationing in Michigan

No cell towers around- No cell towers around

By the time we talked about the sink

The drip was a mighty stream

The whole sink would have to be replaced

It was a plumber's dream- It was a plumber's dream

Our plumber, Paul said he would come on Thursday in the e'en

Before Gabriel

Elijah too

The two-year-old David John

Li'l Benjamin

And of course Sarah Jean

All left to drive to Fairborn

Of course the plumber didn't come

And wouldn't for a long, long time

'Cause even when we got back home

We had to wait in line

Each day there was some new excuse

A different emergency

“There's a toilet falling through a roof!

I'll be in tomorrow, maybe.”

In two weeks (at last!) he finally came

But the job still isn't done

The main shut-off valve is broken

And it's the only one

So join us here each week my friends

As we wait for the city crew

To turn off the water to the street

Then we'll get a sink that's new