Do inanimate objects have lives of their own? When we first started buying cars, ours were Saabs, one after another, this when they were still made in Sweden. Shortly after we bought our first one, sight unseen from a used car leader in Vermont (a friend called to say that he'd found the perfect car for us and we said, go for it, but not really, as that wasn't an expression then), we noticed a ding in the driver's door. Dings happen. Then we noticed that our friend, a Swede, by the way, had a ding in his Saab's driver door. Well, the rest of this paragraph is predictable. See a Saab, we noticed the same ding in the same spot.
So...what does this have to do with toilets? We have a very old house (even by European standards, it competes). And a couple of old toilets. A few weeks ago, one of the toilets started to run (it's doing so right now, for the record). You know the fix: jiggle the handle and hope it's happy. Then, last week, while visiting daughter #2, she said, "Be sure to jiggle." Next, a visit to daughter #1, where, of course, all talk was of jiggling.
Tell me. Is this just a family-wide phenom or are you jiggling too?
