I bet you WISH you had my ‘outfit’ the next time you clean YOUR boy’s bathroom!
Sometimes I feel like a huge cosmic joke is constantly being played on me, and it’s usually when I have to clean the BOYS bathroom in our home. Yes, that’s right, our bathrooms are segregated. Why? Have you EVER been to use the toilet after a boy?
No? Try this… go to your toilet, and sprinkle a little water on the toilet seat. About halfway back on both sides… now sit… and read a minute… now get up, and pull up your pants. Go ahead, try it!! Don’t worry… we’ll wait. (insert elevator music here)
Done? Yeah… now you know. It’s GROSS. This icky wet feeling. It’s worse knowing that it’s your child’s (or husband, if you make him use the boy’s bathroom too!) pee.
After years of having 1 toilet, I LOVE having my own. Yes, my own bathroom. I am the only girl in the house, and my husband will usually use the boy’s bathroom unless necessary. It’s wonderful. Except when it’s time to clean the boy’s bathroom. Unfortunately, it won’t get done to my standards unless I do it myself. But it is NOT a job I revel, nor is it one that I take lightly. I try not to do it too often (no, it is NOT a daily chore..sorry… if you’re going to pee on/around the toilet seat, you will deal with it yourself! I’ve had son’s now for nearly 15 years, and “toilet-pee’rs” for 12ish, so I’ve got experience with it. So you’re saying, ‘well I have boys, and I don’t have that problem’. LIAR!!! I’m sorry, but if you have boys, YOU WILL have dealt with pee on the seat. Maybe you have them trained well enough to wipe it off, or perhaps you’re cruel and make them sit to pee… but you HAVE dealt with it. I don’t know what extremes you’ve gone to in an effort to erase it from your memory… hypnotherapy, severe brain overload, or just mommy brain fog, but it DID happen. Perhaps it’s SO horrid in your mind that, in cases of PTSD, you’re brain simply chose to block it out. If this is the case, you’re LUCKY. Trust me.
So today is toilet cleaning day. I’m going to save you the horrible, brain searing miserable-ness of seeing a boy’s toilet. Today.
Tell me… what’s your WORST bathroom experience?