Saturday, January 06, 2007
I Am The Choir...
...that Nobody preaches to in regards to the bathroom door.
Let me give you a bit of history...
I am the fourth child in a family of six kids, positioned smack in the middle of the two boys of the brood. We were OK financially, but this WAS back in the day before ten trillion bathrooms per household was the norm. You do the math... six kids and one bathroom to share between us. I was not only a door shut-er, I was a religious door lock-er. We are talking about survival here.
Directly upon leaving home, I found myself in a roommate situation: Roommates, roommates boyfriends and various folks from hither and yon. Shut and LOCKED up tight, thank you very much!
How far I had fallen. I excused my sloppy bathroom door technique because I was home alone with three girls... we're all girls. Girls.
But then.... then I found myself failing to shut the door all the way when Dadguy was home. Then even when he was in the next room! Y'all, I'm not talking prudery here... I'm talking about romance... which is hard enough to maintain when there are young kids in the equation. So the real and actual facts here (and I believe that I have scaled new heights in the TMI category) are that I am getting back to my better habits. I have not only consistently shut the door recently.... I have locked the door on three separate occasions in the past week.
as a side note.... it is 10:30AM and Dadguy is still rolling his lazy butt about in the bed. He claims it is the new pillow that I purchased for him last night. Am I buying that? No.