There has been water on the floor near the upstairs toilet for a few days. It’s kind of come and gone but in the last couple of days, it’s been pretty persistent.
I had assumed that I needed to replace the wax ring but upon further investigation today, I discovered the water was dripping from the tank.So I called Mark to come over and give me a hand. I knew what I needed to do but I wanted extra hands to help lift. Plus, a second set of eyes wouldn’t hurt.
I ended up making several trips to the General Store but I finally got everything working again. Well, almost mostly working again. I need a couple of small washers, but the toilet is working and useable again.
The struggle involves my declining ability to do stuff. I just get worn out so quickly. Kneeling down and angling under the back of the toilet really took it out of me.
This kind of goes back to the issues I had with skiing the other day. All the preparation leading up to the actual skiing really wears me out.
I have to come to grips with the reality that my ski days are numbered.

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