Manor Under Reconstruction: How a Porta Potty Saved Our Family's (and Plumbing's) Sanity
Ah, the charm of private residences in Queens! Quaint gardens, spacious rooms, and...the looming dread of a bathroom remodel. Cracked tiles, leaky faucets, and the prospect of weeks without your own personal throne can send even the most seasoned homeowner into a tailspin. That's where our unlikely knight in shining armor (well, actually, bright blue plastic), the porta potty , entered our lives. In our beloved Queens home, the thought of sharing one functioning bathroom with our family of four (plus a particularly vocal Labrador retriever) during a full-blown renovation was enough to induce full-blown panic. Enter the porta potty, our temporary sanctuary in a plastic shell. From Mayhem to Modesty: Sure, a porta potty might not scream "luxury", but in the midst of plumbing chaos and jackhammer serenades, it was a haven of peace and privacy. Imagine the scene: paint splatters waltzing on the walls, dust bunnies pirouetting across the living room, and the thunder...