Oh my word… You have my sympathy. That must be your worst nightmare come true (except for the one about being eaten by a giant spider, but you get my drift). I’d offer you my bathroom, but it’s a bit far (even though I am now closer than usual in Honolulu). So. Are you good friends with your neighbours? You soon will be…

My bathroom is your bathroom. The flight here and back may make it more of a p.i.t.a. though 😉

Hoping the boss who arrives in the morning possesses a magic wand!

It’s a good thing you said hi to your neighbor the other day! You know, the one who said you looked great…

You may have read how Northern Ireland had a cold snap last winter which left much of the province without a reliable water supply due to pipes freezing and bursting. We weren’t too badly affected but it still wasn’t fun. Poor you. And lets hope those plumbers don’t charge you for the time it takes to fix the job they botched (get ready to contest that inflated bill!)

What Jody said. It’s that, or Wet Wipe City. Just sayin’.

I can’t even think of something funny or witty to say.
Where is the nearest motel?

oh my — this does not sound like a good thing at all!

hope they get in there and get it finished pronto (and dare I ask — just how did they “break” the toilet?!)

Oops, he says. Sigh. Here’s hoping the boss was at least on time and has things in hand for a quick repair. How are things going with the neighbor?

Oh, you poor thing! The same thing happened to me about 3 years ago while my daughter and grandkids were visiting. The landlord, who also owns a hotel, would not agree to let us stay at his hotel for free till his men could repair my toilet. I hope you manage ok.

Oh no. That’s all rather horrible! So… how goes it this morning?

Well, you may use our bathroom. How do they break a toilet? I presume they pay for a new one — low flow, of course. Good grief!

I don’t really want to know the details, but my sympathies. Truly.

I don’t like dealing with plumbers. I’m never at my best when I have to talk to a plumber, because I’ve either driven for a half hour to get to my sister’s place for, er, relief BEFORE talking to him, and the traffic was gruesome, or I was waiting to GET to my sisters, and relief was nowhere in sight, and I get the smell-good plumber who wouldn’t fix the damned thing but instead insisted on an estimate for replumbing the entire house! (Sorry. Deep breath.)

I hope you don’t have to pay for that toilet. Really!

Thank heavens , we are friends with our local plumber, (he and my hubby play trumpet in our community band), hubby knows basic plumbing, we replaced one of our toilets just recently, and I had to fix the constant running one.I hope you have a all night gas station nearby, and the rest of your pipes were working (the Kitchen).

Ooh. That is too bad.

But better the toilet broken than you. I like the idea of a motel for the night, if it is in the budget.

Uh-oh. So sorry. A few years ago we had to pull out the toilet for a leak. And let the underflooring dry. For three days. Only one bathroom. I feel your frustration. Although I didn’t have all the water turned off. So very sorry. Hope it’s all better by now.