By Allison and Natalie Fitts
You saw the title of this post and you were instantly flushed into our world. Bad bathroom pun via Natalie. Today’s topic is not so much about gross bathroom stuff as much as it is about dealing with sharing the sacred space with a sister. But make no mistake, things are about to get real. Fast.
My absolute biggest pet peeve when it comes to sharing a bathroom with Natalie is her leaving her clothes behind the bathroom door after every, single shower. There are days when there are so many clothes, you wonder what she actually has left in her closet. My retaliation is to place the clothes in her sink and I’m pretty sure it infuriates her every time. Yet she refuses to change her habits.
Sure, not being able to open the bathroom door because I’ve established a secondary closet is a minor inconvenience. At least it’s not disgusting like Allison’s habit of leaving her hair on the shower wall. Yes, you read that correctly. I understand that everyone has some strands of hair fall out while shampooing and conditioning, but normal people simply wash them down the drain. Not Allison. She chooses to leave them for the next shower user (me). She claims this prevents clogging the drain. I would happily put some drain cleaner in our shower every once in a while if it meant I didn’t have to shower with Allison’s detached hair.
It most definitely does prevent clogging. After you’ve seen the chihuahua-sized hair ball that comes out of the drain when I don’t put my hair on the wall, you know I choose the better option.
That’s why you use drain cleaner so you never have to see the hair again. It simply washes it out of the house.
I see no further need to defend my actions in my own bathroom. I will resort to attacking Natalie’s face washing technique. Twice a day our bathroom turns into a Neutrogena commercial set when Natalie splashes sizable handfuls of water on her face. The result: her being unable to open her eyes to find a towel on the towel rack. I’ve got a solution. Put a towel right next to the sink and don’t run into me with you soaking wet face when I’m in my tartan plaid.
I’m not ashamed of actions that prevent face cleaner from entering my eyeballs. Sorry I don’t want to go blind. You already did enough damage by spraying Windex in my eyes (see week 1 blog). And as far as your solution goes, it’s not feasible. You take all the towels in our bathroom. Sometimes I’m not sure how you can fit all of them on your body. This leaves me walking around blind for a longer period of time. If you would fix your towel hoarding habit, I might be able to fix my running-into-you-with-a-wet-face habit.
You may criticize my habits, but I happen to know for a fact that they are both practiced by at least one other STA girl. I don’t want to reveal too much about this secret identity, but her name rhymes with Marianna Messerli.
From talking to our friends, we know we aren’t alone when it comes to bathroom-sharing problems. After sharing a bathroom for our entire lives, we have come to realize we probably can’t change each other’s habits. While there is still an occasional eye roll, bathroom related confrontations are mostly a thing of the past. Until next time, see ya sistas!