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My grandparents were staying with my folks (and driving everyone absolutely batshit crazy, but that's par for the course).
Now...when my sister (who also is staying there for the holiday -- I live close enough that I can come home, but too far away for people to stay here with me) texted me with the news, I assumed my mom just got so fed up she gave my dad an ultimatum...but, alas, that's not the case. I suppose it's a good thing that my family isn't fighting too hard...but the real story is actually much more amusing.
Apparently, my grandfather broke the toilet.
The only other toilet is in my parents' bedroom...and whereas three people can share the one bathroom, there's no way five adults, including two senior citizens who have to get up multiple times in the middle of the night, can split a bathroom (especially one where they have to barge in on other people to use it).
So, off to a hotel. My sister is thrilled. My mother is thrilled. My dad is smarting at just how much fixing the toilet will cost, but I bet he's secretly thrilled.
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