This time it was to remove... drum roll please...
A TOY CELL PHONE. Last time it was a block of wood. Both times hubby was very unhappy.
So glad he knows how to pull apart a toilet and put it back again, because if I was faced with that I don't know if it would ever get done. I think I would just put a Hazard sign on the seat and right it off as a loss. It's not that I couldn't figure it out, it's just that I wouldn't want to. He really comes in handy when it comes to the big dirty jobs! Little poopy diapers...not so much. You win some, you lose some. :)
Oh and if you are wondering why my hubby is home in the middle of the day during the week, well he got laid of again. After finally getting a call from the hall, we were so excited, but it ended up being only two partial weeks of work. Enough that he couldn't claim unemployment, and since he worked barely over 40 hours they have bumped him back to the end of the union list, which by the way is a mile long right now, and he's already been on it twice! He barely made more then if he had just stayed on unemployment, and he missed out on a deck building job he was going to do with a friend, where he would have made A Lot More. To say we are frustrated is an extreme understatement.
I am trying to stay thankful, so today I am thankful that he was here to fix the stinky clogged up toilet. I will attempt to take it one day at a time, and be thankful, oh so thankful for my beautiful, healthy family. Living in the moment.