the bathroom--a world of discovery

so, i went to the bathroom this morning. i know, i'm unpredictable that way. and i discovered i have my underwear on inside out. oh, the perils of getting dressed in the dark. and i remember specifically trying (apparently unsuccessfully) to determine the position of said underwear this morning to avoid this exact scenario. so, as i sit there on the toilet, staring at the outside of the panties, the inevitable thought crosses my mind: "should i turn them right-side-out?" i imagine i am not the only one this happens to, and you have all probably been faced with the same dilemma--to turn or not to turn right-side-out. so what do you do? i did not rearrange, as i am at work and just plain didn't feel like it. but i seriously thought about it.

another joy of office life? the office bathroom. it's right next to our (my) office. a single, unisex bathroom. spacious, comfortable, well-stocked with toilet paper, spray and a fan. however, the fan is not loud enough to drown out the sound one's flowing stream. i hate hearing people pee. and apparently (insert eww here) skid marks don't bother my office mates as much as they bother me, because they don't even go for the courtesy second flush. you see, i have bathroom "issues," let's say, and am entirely phobic of anyone being able to hear/smell/see any evidence of said issues, and take above-and-beyond measures to ensure my sense of bathroom privacy. now, i have not encountered these moments today, but i did sit down on a warm toilet seat. thankfully, there were no tell-tale spots or not-so-mysterious stray hairs to disturb my visit. maybe i should wait longer before entering the bathroom after a coworker.
enjoy.

it's wedding weekend for holly jo! i'll be heading down home tonight to eat dinner, drink champagne, and toast the bride and groom with friends. then back up to the hills to hang out with baby sister and middle sister (who hasn't come to see me in forever), and try and keep my parents separated since they are both coming to my house visit their far-flung dallas daughter. hopefully i'll have nothing to blog about sunday evening.