Word to the wise. If you don’t have a grown up marriage with someone…don’t expect it to be a grown-up divorce.
Captain Oblivious was around these parts for the holiday. It was how we had worked it out this year…it will NEVER be worked out in such a way again. But that’s a whole other entry in and of itself.
I haven’t been around my house much lately. My brother is in town and I have shit feces to do. And when I’ve been here I’ve used the bathroom upstairs. Today was the first time I had a chance to survey the damage he may or may not have done to the downstairs one. Now…he told me he now cleans up after himself.
Hopeful, right?
Right?
No.
I went in there…and there is piss urine all over the back of the toilet as well as the BACK of the floor. I don’t get it. I was thinking to myself…what the fuck intercourse…does he just walk in the bathroom and call it good enough?
Because I’m thinking that’s what happens.
And mom…I tried to clean up my language…seriously…I tried. Did you see my little strikethroughs? It’s an attempt anyways? I’m evil…what can I say.
LMAO!!!
He needs a dog collar with a zapper on it – when piss (strike that – sorry mom) – when URINE hits anywhere but where it should be..ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!
Let the f-bombs fly… you’ve earned the right.
~I have addressed this issue for my future daughter-in-laws! I have taught my sons to pee sitting down. If you can squat for other business, then tuck it in and let er rip….then take some tissue and “dab”. We don’t drip dry, why should they?
My x was bad for abiding by MY rules of bathroom etiquette. I asked him if he recalls feeling the mist off of Niagara Falls from quite some distance? If he feels his aim is so good, I suggested he lay his toothbrush on the edge of the toilet rim, and see if he trusts that there hasn’t been any ‘mist’ accidentally find its way to said toothbrush. He told me where to shove it, bc he’s such a gentleman that way…I don’t miss him….and I now love having a bathroom that smells like a spa!