Once upon a time, in a house not so far away, there was a pretty purple bathroom that two little girls shared. It was much better than the bathroom the boys shared because it didn’t always have pee on the toilet seat, walls and floor. It had pretty purple tile, not puke green tile that grossed even the mom with the iron stomach out. It was a bathroom fit for little princesses.
It was perfect.
Until it was no longer.
For over 3 years, all 5 children shared a bathroom. A mess in so many ways. Although, I believe that there are very few children in the home that understand the meaning of “pick up after yourself” and other parental complaints.
But, the parental complaints were NOTHING compared to the whining that went on amongst the kidlets. The girls hated sharing a bathroom with the boys, understandably. The boys hated sharing a bathroom with the girls, rightly so. There was never an available toilet when there was need for one. The girls left stuff all over the counter. The boys left stuff all over the toilet. And OH, the list went on and on with the whining STILL echoing in my ears.
It didn’t matter that I reminded them of the fact that they were lucky to even still be in this house. Also, that most houses only have 2.5 bathrooms and that they were lucky on that account, too. Spoiled, the whole lot of them. Grr…
The purple bathroom that is no longer, that had been a wooden shell since 2009 when it was destroyed down to studs, has been redone. Finally.
These designer impaired parents went to Home Depot, which is WAY cheaper than Lowe’s, by the way…and stood in the tiling section for ages, arguing. Finally, an agreement was made. White. With pretty blue accent tiles bordering in the shower and pretty blue walls to match the tiles.
It was a done deal design. Installed by a guy who knew what he was doing because G-D knows, the design impairment runs deeper than just picking out tiles. We are bathroom installation illiterates. We’re cute though, as far as parents go. Well, I think we are but the kids might disagree.
And then, over the course of a week…
It’s pretty nice, much prettier than the picture. It still needs some stuff like a vanity mirror and wall decor. But, it’s good to go.
The girls are refusing to use the bathroom because they’ve decided that there are poltergeists or something in there. Seriously?
The vanity drawers are barren. The countertop, clutter free. The shower…hardly used. Same goes with the awesome new toilet.
WHATEVER to them…
To that, I say fine.
Go ahead and share the gross green, pee infested bathroom with the boys.
Because this Mommy doesn’t care about poltergeists or whatever they think is wrong in there. I’m about to lay claims on the bathroom for myself! And I’ll be happy to share with the poltergeist, as long as it cleans up its messes…and mine.