Biohazard

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You know how when people show up at your house unannounced and you close the door to that one room that you don’t want them to see, that is the boy’s bathroom for me. When I give the tour of my house and we pass the bathroom door, people say, “What room is this?” and I say, “Oh that’s just another closet.” See I grew up in a house full of girls, with two sisters. Now I find myself a mother of two boys and living with them has definitely been a learning experience for me but the udder disgust of their bathroom has really caught me by surprise.  How do they function in those conditions? I don’t know what’s worse, the blue toothpaste smeared all over the white sink, the water splattered all over the mirror, the rapids of urine running down the toilet onto the floor or the poop I just found smeared on the trash can? Yes it is really that bad, I am not exaggerating.

I know what you’re thinking, “how do you deal with that?” Well, it’s usually with a mask, cleaning gloves and lots and lots of Bleach. I am not a “Clean Freak” by any means but I try to do one good cleaning a week. I could clean that bathroom every day and it still wouldn’t help.

I have tried showing them the mess, explaining to them how gross it is and all I get it is “it wasn’t me.” Really! Then who was it? They say “Maybe it was you?” Hahahaha! First off, I would I NEVER use that bathroom. Secondly, it would be physically impossible for me to get that much urine on the floor. I have tried making them clean the bathroom themselves but they just clean it half way and I have to end up finishing the job anyway. I don’t know what else I can do. I thought maybe if I took the toilet seat off, that would create a larger opening for them and they would not miss the toilet as much.

At this point I am not sure that there is a solution. I feel bad for their baby sister. Luckily we have another bathroom for us to use and for now their bathroom can just continue to be a closet.

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