However, yesterday the flapper stopped allowing the realignment. My next solution was to turn off the water to the toilet and place a hand towel on my closed toilet seat to remind myself and warn all others not to use the toilet. That solution worked for a night, and caused John some anxiety (what if he just forget and moved the towel? what would happen?)
This morning I was determined to figure out how to fix this silly problem myself. Here's the culprit:
I assessed. I examined. I jiggled and analyzed. And then I found the problem...me...all by myself. I fixed the toilet.
I am taking the estimated $100 I just saved by not calling a plumber and getting a massage. I need a bit of realignment as well.