Waterworks has several of these and they are very pricey. I don't know if they will fit the Porcher toilet but it is worth a try. Good luck!

I attended a one room school house from 1st through 8th grade. I had the same teacher for all 8 years and though she traveled 45 minutes through heavy, slippery snow, she never missed a day. One year we had 22 students but the average was 18. Mrs Hornsby came from Oaklahoma to California during the Dust Bowl. She wanted to be a nurse. Her father insisted she become a teacher. We had no aide and often the older grades taught the younger grades. We were well known for town potlucks and putting on elaborate plays like Tom Sawyer, etc. We had hot lunches to die for and no one was able to skip over eating veggies. Every single morning at 10:15, we had fresh warn cookies and hot chocolate for a snack. Since my parents worked, I was able to leave school to take the clothes off the line when it started to sprinkle. "Make sure you fold them and come right back." When my sister and was sick, she would drop by our house on her way to school and take our temp., send someone to our house with cookie and hot chocolate at 10:15 and send us lunch at noon. Before she left town, she would make one more personal visit to make sure we weren't too hot. We square danced every Thursday, had the choice of art or reading weekly readers on Friday and had 45 minutes of fast paced PE (to a record) daily. We gardened in the yard in the spring, winning awards for our efforts. Mrs Hornsby was the classic school teacher. Her plaid skirt outfits with bows perfectly suited her braids, always wrapped neatly around her head. I saw her hair down one time. My sister and I arrived at school early and Mrs Hornsby was sitting with her head on her desk and her waist length hair falling straight. She quickly went into the bathroom and recovered. That was the day her father died. Years later, I questioned her as to why she never took a day off. She looked at me and said, "I did once but the children didn't like the sub., so I couldn't take time off." I loved her like a second mom.

Your home is gorgeous! I spent a year renovating a 1939 petite colonial (1700 sf). In my case, I had to add a kitchen as the old one was tiny had badly renovated in the 1990s. A few workflow tips in your newer post with the kitchen. I'd put the prep sink at the range end of your island, instead of at the dining room entrance end. Think about it -- you chop, then have to carry the food to the range. Please rethink that desk in your kitchen. I've had "work/message centers" as built-ins in previous homes, but here in my new old house, I'm using a piece of furniture -- a drop-front secretary where I can close up the mess when guests arrive, but sit there and work (printer in the bottom). You can put the secretary in any room. Where your desk is located, it's not a drop station for bringing in the mail, schoolbooks, etc. For aesthetics, please try to make the kitchen fit the spirit of the house. White cabinets would likely fit it better than stained wood. Consider having at least a few glass-front upper cabinets. If you turned that desk space into storage, you wouldn't need to line the walls with upper cabinets. It's amazing what you can fit into a "hutch" look that would fit the aesthetics of your home. I had hutches flanking my farmsink in my previous home. One for pantry items, the other for dishes. My current 1939 home new renovation -- hutches -- the one of the left of my paneled fridge is for dishes and the one one the right side is filled with food items stored in canisters and containers. My kitchen is only 12x12 as the dimensions are in keeping with the original room sizes. The dining room is 12x12 and the living room is 12 x 21.

So many great plans here! I'm so jealous! I have the next five months of intense work to look forward to and no time off at all. This summer, I'm contemplating taking my mother and my daughter to see Mom's people in Indiana. My daughter has just a few short weeks between grad school terms and she has this sweet relationship with my 88 year old aunt. It feels like I ought to make that trip happen. My spouse and I discussed a New England trip this fall and I might have to start making plans for that, just to keep sane over the next few months!