The toilet and I are at war. Today it got clogged up from flushing water, essentially. This is not my fault, people.
Still, if I had to pee out in the yard for the rest of my life, I would be happy to do so, because I am so very fond of the new place. It has a people-sized bedroom and a kitchen that doesn’t look like it was engineered to culture salmonella in some lab. The bathroom even has windows. Truly, it is a palace.
We also have a dishwasher, so if worse comes to worst, I suppose we’ll have an easy way to clean the chamber pots.