When you gotta go...

We’ve all heard of being in the doghouse, right? Well, I need to be careful at my place these days because things could be a lot worse than the doghouse. I might end up in the outhouse!

Seriously, this outhouse is sitting in my front yard right now. I wish I was kidding. I’m having an addition put on my house and when I came home from work the other day, there it was. My very own port-a-potty. Classy, eh?

I guess I can use it in the event of emergencies after my bathroom is taken out of commission tomorrow, though I don’t think it comes with a shower. I can’t speak for my neighbours but I’m trying to be as positive about it as I can. So if you’re ever in the neighbourhood, feel free to stop by and use my “washroom.” I figure it’s the least I can do.