Here’s a helpful hint for better living —
Never, ever drink a lot of coffee while your bathroom is being destroyed. Especially, if you don’t have an exit strategy.
A window’s been removed in the bathroom for ventilation and the plumbers are supposed to return with a toilet, but no actual time frame was provided for normalizing the area. I can’t leave with a burglar-ready open window and no way for the contractors to enter (since I didn’t yet give them a key).
I can’t remember if the cafe only one block away has a restroom, and I’m afraid to travel too much further away without knowing what’s up.
If there is any benign force in the universe, I won’t be reduced to hovering over the kitchen sink.
kitchen sink idea is nasty. Sounds like a fetish website
I didn’t end up doing anything so barbaric (or fetish-y). It turns out the cafe down the street has an employees’ restroom, which if you ask real nice and look panicked enough they will share. This is going to be a looooonnnggg couple of weeks.