We were finally able to have a plumber come to our house today – we’ve had one toilet out-of-commission for quite some time, but as we have two others, we’ve just locked that door and let it be. Since the settings in the floor were glued in and cracked, my husband decided it best to call a plumber b/c we don’t have the tools to fix such a problem.
I called a plumber who was highly recommended. He was kind and seemed to really know his stuff – answered questions and didn’t do anything unnecessary. In the course of conversation, he mentioned he is not married anymore to the mother of his two children, ages 17 and 19, who live with him … b/c their mom, who lives about ten minutes away, is not involved in their lives.
I didn’t ask anymore questions; he didn’t give anymore information. In my mind I thought, “Another family destroyed by a woman who left … wants to do her own thing … needs to find herself … or whatever she wants to call it.