Like Sour, I might of had one of dem "outhouses" in my
early growing up years. Complete with Sears catalog and
corncobs even.
This "indoor plumbing" fad is pretty handy. Don't believe it?
I can recall having to pump the water for our baths. Heat it on
the stove, and pour it in the big metal "wash tub" setting either
in the kitchen or out on the back porch. Summertime was creek
bathing time.
Every time you needed water, you was off to the pump.
(Sour? I don't recall the pump ever freezing. Yours?)
So...I'm happy just to have indoor plumbing. Don't care which way
the toilet paper goes.
On the lighter side...you'all remember my poor wife? Love her dearly,
but she is truly left handed.
She was changing the toilet paper roll in her bathroom a few weeks
ago. Poor woman. Sounds so simple. But she flushed the commode and
tried changing the toilet paper at the same time.
Don't ask how.
She accidently dropped the spring and one half of the roller in the toilet.
Down it went.
The look on her face was priceless as she carried the remaining piece
to the office and tried to explain to me what she had done.
After trying not to laugh, I told her it was my fault. I knew she was left-handed.
I forgot to tell her, she needed to close the toilet lid before changing the paper.
(And yes, that's really true.)
Spook