Resume Building: Potty Fixer

Mowing grass...check, paying bills...check, vehicle maintenance...(almost)check, trash collector...UGH check. Along with all my wifely and mommy duties, these are some of the husbandly duties I must take on while Jason is gone. Some of them I don't mind too bad. SOME of them (TRASH)... I ask for a written promise that I will NEVER have to complete these tasks when he returns, true story! So while fulfilling my duty of raising these boys is never dull (or on time for that matter)some days a just simply more of a challenge. You may thing I take on those challenges with a smile and earrings but some of them can only be described as DIRTY JOBS! I can change diapers and potty train with the best of them. I can clean up after dogs and cats too. But when your three year old is yelling again from the bathroom..."MOM, MOM...the potty is broke again, Come here", I automatically cringe. This type of crisis requires my immediate attention. Jackson is completely self sufficient in the bathroom now and this has led to a stopped up toilet on a couple of occasions. I saved the days with the trusty and oh so nasty plunger those times. So as I quickly enter the bathroom, I just say a little prayer that there is no moisture on my tile floors. I walk in to see my three year old standing on a stool with the plunger inside the toilet. THANK GOODNESS, I see that it's a clean toilet. I immediately see that it is not another clogged potty and proceed to help him flush it when I realize that it won't flush. Now I see where his problem lies. So Jackson and I pull our pants down a little in the back (plumbers crack) and remove the back of the toilet. I see that the chain is broken but I have not a clue as to how to fix it. Next move: Phone call to Daddy. He explains that I must stick my hand down the back of the toilet and let the water out and remove the chain. Are you kidding me? Do I look like the kind of girl that is going to stick my hand anywhere in a toilet? He then explains not only is the water clean(whatever!) but I can also turn the water off and drain it before removing the chain. I take off the part and place it into a zip-lock bag for a Lowe's run. After choosing my earrings of the day and meeting the girls for a Vietnamese lunch the boys and I walk into Lowe's and ask for help finding one of "THESE" while holding up the baggie. I find my potty part and we're on our way, feeling somewhat domestic and successful at attempting to fix the potty. I'll be honest, I've considered waiting on someone else to come and do it or just waiting on the sweet husband (5 weeks till R&R). I mean, we have another bathroom, right? But tomorrow I'll probably put on my big girl pants and pull the down in the back of course and attempt to fix the broken potty. But I mean, seriously, talk about DIRTY JOBS? That's just not in my job description...until now.