Maybe I should have warned you that there was a slightly gross picture in this post? My bad. The bracelet is in the top left and I don't know what the other crap was, but it smelled RANK. I'm not entirely convinced that I put the J-Bend back the way it's supposed to go but I haven't noticed it leaking yet so I'm just going to leave it for now. I scrubbed my hands and let the bracelet soak for a very long time and then patted myself on the back for proving to myself that I am independent and I do not need a man... which is good because if I did I'd be screwed because Keith lives 4.5 hours away. But I felt very accomplished and I spent the rest of the night reading Allegiant and then I was in bed at 9pm.
Now all I need to do is figure out how to fix the downstairs toilet because you have to REALLY hold down the handle to get it to flush.