On Doors Open & Rolls Incorrect
I am sitting here, reading about this and that on my royal commode.I sit regally.
CG stops by for a visit. Yep, we roll like that. We are so an open bathroom door marriage. Heck, we are an open bathroom door family. It started when the door couldn't be closed when they were toddlers and I guess we never reverted back. We have an amazingly absent need for privacy.
I've judicially ruled many a kids' squabble from my erm pulpit of power.
So, today, I sat with unusually few interruptions when my eyes lit on an egregious error.
Someone had put the toilet paper on the role incorrectly.
My eyes burn. Oh, maybe I shouldn't use the word burn given where I repose.
No, not burn. Perhaps my eyes made more of an eye roll signaling a most obvious harrumph.
CG strolls by and fesses up. He extols some sad sack fairytale on how some dastardly fiend used all the toilet paper so he had to insert new roll all by his wittle bitty self. As if that would resolve him of all responsibility for incorrect installation of the roll? Sigh.
I lift an eyebrow. Nothing needs to be said.
He quickly walks in and insists on messing the roll up more to mess with me. Grrrr...finally, he fixes it so the roll is oriented with paper coming from the top and hanging over.
Yes, perfect. Only a hotel pointed fold would appeal more to my anal sensibilities.
CG laughs and tells me, "Just so you know, this is a new form of weird for you."
Weird? Me? Why this should surprise him, I cannot fathom. However, weird is right hence the video:
I should think weird would be someone barging in on a woman taking care of her business and insisting on fixing the toilet paper. Now that's weird.
So, my friends, are you door open or door closed in your relationships? Just weirdly curious.
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8 comments:
I have to say I could not be in an "open door" relationship! I didn't even like it when my SO would be near the bathroom when I was using it! I'm all for sharing, but that is too much for me! Lol! But more power to ya for being able to be so open!
My kids have an open door policy, whether we like it or not. The hubby and I prefer our privacy, but that doesn't mean we get it. Nothing like refereeing a fight between your kids from the throne, right?
Well, you're just wrong about the toilet paper, because... beeecaaauuuzzzze... because I said so, that's why. Toilet paper should go against the wall. Period. Forever. Discussion over.
On a side note, I never get privacy anywhere. Ever.
I totally laughed at your post! I grew up in an "Open Door" home, and my hubby is 100% repulsed by that, so we don't have one at our house...when he is home! ;)
We're open doorers. It is embarrassing when my kids visit other houses and pee with the door open.
We're pretty basic round here, love. Our first place together didn't really have doors as such and since then we've traveled together a lot and nurses each other through food poisoning, etc.
Neither of us could care less about which was the toilet paper goes. I tend to have strong opinions on several topics, so I let the toilet paper thing go, yeah.
Amelia
Once the kids were potty-trained, the door remains closed. If it's an emergency...modesty is suspended. But otherwise, I do not want to be watched on the pot or watch others on the pot. There must be some mystery...
Open for 1 closed for 2.
Though knocking followed by door opening still happens....
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