 Remodeling encounters the unexpected 
on a regular basis, but here is an issue that I never even imagined. 
When re-doing our bathroom (more than a year ago at this writing) my 
husband removed an old toilet. He took it to the curb to be hauled off 
and never to be seen again- or so we thought. Our back-door neighbor 
looked at what we deemed to be trash and instead saw treasure. He 
rescued our discarded commode and gave it a new home stashed behind his 
storage building. Yes, my friends, every time I look out through the 
back fence I see our old toilet still caught in limbo between the 
possibility of it's next tour of...ummm..."duty", or it’s ultimate destination on the trash heap.
Remodeling encounters the unexpected 
on a regular basis, but here is an issue that I never even imagined. 
When re-doing our bathroom (more than a year ago at this writing) my 
husband removed an old toilet. He took it to the curb to be hauled off 
and never to be seen again- or so we thought. Our back-door neighbor 
looked at what we deemed to be trash and instead saw treasure. He 
rescued our discarded commode and gave it a new home stashed behind his 
storage building. Yes, my friends, every time I look out through the 
back fence I see our old toilet still caught in limbo between the 
possibility of it's next tour of...ummm..."duty", or it’s ultimate destination on the trash heap.  8.21.2012
A Room with a View
 Remodeling encounters the unexpected 
on a regular basis, but here is an issue that I never even imagined. 
When re-doing our bathroom (more than a year ago at this writing) my 
husband removed an old toilet. He took it to the curb to be hauled off 
and never to be seen again- or so we thought. Our back-door neighbor 
looked at what we deemed to be trash and instead saw treasure. He 
rescued our discarded commode and gave it a new home stashed behind his 
storage building. Yes, my friends, every time I look out through the 
back fence I see our old toilet still caught in limbo between the 
possibility of it's next tour of...ummm..."duty", or it’s ultimate destination on the trash heap.
Remodeling encounters the unexpected 
on a regular basis, but here is an issue that I never even imagined. 
When re-doing our bathroom (more than a year ago at this writing) my 
husband removed an old toilet. He took it to the curb to be hauled off 
and never to be seen again- or so we thought. Our back-door neighbor 
looked at what we deemed to be trash and instead saw treasure. He 
rescued our discarded commode and gave it a new home stashed behind his 
storage building. Yes, my friends, every time I look out through the 
back fence I see our old toilet still caught in limbo between the 
possibility of it's next tour of...ummm..."duty", or it’s ultimate destination on the trash heap.  
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