The Bidet Broke

Our house came with a dining room set, a snowman cookie jar, and a bidet.

And I love the bidet. Love it! It is just what one needs for freshening up on a sticky day down here. It makes one (perhaps me?) feel clean all over.

And then one day we came downstairs for breakfast and the wall below the “pink” bathroom had a dreadful water stain screaming at us. Seven plumbers (not kidding, SEVEN!), a giant hole in our ceiling, children being bathed in the utility sink, and nearly two weeks later, it looks like the corroded pipe leading to the bidet is to blame.

I will not live in this city without a bidet. I simply cannot.