Last night, the slow leaking of the toilet became unbearable. I had bought a replacement valve assembly, and decided to fit it. Unfortunately, the metal nuts that held the various pipes in place had rusted solid, and the rubber seals had perished, so after an hour or so I had a toilet that was leaking even worse. I felt like a pathetic worthless loser.
We called and arranged for a plumber this morning. He ended up having to hacksaw the old pipes off of the toilet, which made me feel much better about my inability to remove them with a wrench. I attended a meeting by phone while he sorted things out.
So I got into work late, without having had any morning coffee. No toilet in the morning = no coffee in the morning, for obvious reasons. The afternoon went pretty fast, but I still have a fuzzy head even now.