Some days we have to take small triumphs where we can get them. Actually that's most days around here.
The upstairs toilet clogged up for the third time in as many months. The other times I tried a few things but none were successful. The plumber was called, and as much as I enjoy his company, he's a damn expensive date.
The last time he came for a clogged toilet I watched him and actually paid attention. He went out to his truck and came back with the Mother of all augers. He augered out the clog, and after I emptied out one bank account into his hands, he was on his way to his next date.
This time, I again tried all the tricks in my small repertoire, it remained clogged. I decided that the prudent thing would be to get my own Mother of all augers. Headed out to the big box and got the one that had the best reviews. Took it to the checkout lady, and the first words out of her mouth were, "Your guy is going to be glad you got this, it really works!"
"That's good to know, but there is no guy, just me."
"I'm sorry about that, but you can handle it." she said.
Got home, worked the Mother of all augers a couple of times and 'wallah' the toilet flushes. The Mother of all augers was cleaned and gently placed in its new home beside the washing machine, as it deserved for saving me from another expensive date.