That being said; I noticed while cleaning bathrooms that the seats had reached an EW factor of about nine. Yeah, it had been a LONG time since the last replacement.
So I’m at Wal-Mart with two shiny new seats under my arm ( I got the inexpensive ones, a whole six bucks each) when I remembered I needed a big bag of peat moss for my garden—and I had no cart. I set the seats down and got a cart. Now my seats were gone, taken ‘way back to the plumbing department by an efficient Wal-Mart associate. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that I’d stuck the new white potty covers in with a display of Doritos.
Anyway, replacing one toilet seat took about fifteen minutes. This included cleaning the really gross area where the old one was attached.
Instructions said, “Easy to install. All you need is a screwdriver.” My fingers weren’t strong enough to loosen the nuts on the plastic bolts so I needed a pair of pliers. And rubber gloves helped with the EW factor.
I used the screwdriver blade to flip up the little covers, loosened the bolts; took off the old seat and dumped it in the trash. No recycling as picture frame or bread board.
"I can rub and scrub this old house till it’s shinin’ like a dime.
Feed the baby, grease the car and powder my face at the same time.
I can scoop up a great big dipper full of lard from the drippin's can.
Throw it in a skillet, go out and do my shoppin’ be back before it melts in the pan.
‘Cause I’m a woman! W-O-M-A-N."