A sinister thing lives in my home. An enemy. Oh it looks friendly enough as those things go, still it has always had it out for me. Targeted me from day one. Torments me, as it is something we can not live without. He knows we have to keep him!

What? You ask! You have a Christian home, what horrible evil thing could be lurking there to upset you  so? As if a Menopausal, Homeschooling  Mother of 8 young children does not have enough to get through in a day.

Well you all have one as well. Maybe 2, maybe 3 or even more. Every home has at least one. I would bet yours are far nicer than mine. A compatible item to your families needs. Not mine. The thing fights me every day. Every day for nearly 3 years the Beast has malfunctioned. At first we blamed the children. You  are too hard on it.! We would reprimand .  Use it correctly. I suspected from the beginning that my children were just pawns so the Beast could aggravate me. Spew it's disgusting nastiness at my feet.

I knew and my husband realized it was the Beasts desire for a good fight with me that caused it to malfunction for several guests. We knew then.Oh we knew. BUT!!!I would NOT be defeated!

What the Beast did not realize is that I had a friend, a Helper if you will to beat down it's tormenting walls of fury every time.

Yes I had a Plumbers Helper and the Porcelain Beast had met it's match. The Beast and I get into a tussle at least once a day, but with my sturdy, industrial  (everything in this house is industrial) Plumbers Helper, the toilet in my children's bathroom is no match for me.