When we moved into this house, one of the things I looked forward to the most was the increase in human to toilet ratio. At the old house, we all shared one bathroom, and I use the term “shared” in the most literal sense. For some reason, everybody in our small brood needed to poop at exactly the same time. [And just as a side note---jumping up and down yelling, "Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!" doesn't actually speed things up. At all.]
So, at the new house, I thought that we would not have the problem anymore. If everybody needs to poop, everybody can find a toilet to poop in. And that was good for a while. Christian and Max have a bathroom. Ryan and I have a bathroom. And there’s one more for special occasions.
But we humans are fickle creatures. Well at least this human. And for some reason, I hate the smell of poop. (I know, weird, huh?) So, now, it seems that every time I turn around, I’m walking in my bathroom and somebody is in there pooping. Which means that I have to avoid my bathroom for at least 20 minutes or so, and that can be terribly inconvenient, especially when I needed to get in there to apply more lip gloss.
So, then it hit me—Why not designate the special occasion toilet as the pooping toilet? We hardly ever, ever use that bathroom, I keep no lip gloss in there, and the green paint is especially soothing for when you have to let nature run its course. It’s like someone could poop in there AND NO ONE WOULD EVEN KNOW!
So, pretty much, I’m proposing we go back to using one toilet….
