Am I really weird for asking this?
I really do not like people pooing in my toilet. Seriously - I get quite uptight about it. If you've travelled a long way to reach us for a visit, then fair enough (although there are plenty of public loos en route), or if you're staying over, then absolutely fair enough (although you could always pop to the local supermarket or somesuch first thing in the morning - no? Okay, maybe that's too much, scrub that idea, I can live with it)!
BUT - someone who lives just down the road, pops in for a visit and uses my loo when they could have used their own just minutes before. Why would you do that? I don't even like using public toilets, let alone think about using someone else's for, well, something else :_| Most especially a friend. All my friends now know they are not permitted to poo in my loo, with other casual visitors it's a more difficult subject to broach.
Now - I can't be alone, surely . . . . . ? ? ?
No one ever 'does that' (apart from 4 year old granddaughter and that's preferable to her pants) at my house. I have nominated 'poo loos'. No pooing in the cloakroom loo, or our bathroom loo. Hubby's only allowed in his egg room loo and me in the front bedroom bathroom. The middle bedroom bathroom is ok for me if necessary.
You can't have people pooing all over the place willy nilly. Rules is rules.:|
Finally - one person in the entire world who actually agrees with me :-x :^O
Exceptional circumstances are just that! My Mum and sister travel from Wales (about 180 miles away) - okay, then a permitted poo, they both have IBS.
People who live just up the road - not allowed, sorry (unless you clean and disinfect afterwards, yourself).
We had some building work done, several years ago. The two lads were very nice, BUT they were both out on the lash the night before (every night), one of them loved sprouts and ate only that for his supper, most days 😐 (You can imagine the daily results - IN MY BATHROOM)
At the time, we had only one bathroom, our children were very young.
That was not a pleasant experience for any of us (mostly me). I lived for weeks wearing rubber gloves :_|
It was at this point that I laid down my ground rules and have not deviated since, and will not, ever!!
That reminds me, I haven't done my physio today. Imagine an enormous great black man called Isaac telling me to 'Clench your bum!' Believe me, I was clenching!:O
