There are two bathrooms and three inhabitants at my Grandpa’s house.

We all wake up around the same time. We all leave the house more or less at the same time so showering is a delicate balancing act where one late minute could throw us all out of whack.

Hitting the snooze button ultimately ends up waking in a cold sweat realizing your shower time has gone from 30 minutes to 7 minutes. Was that extra 23 minutes of sleep really worth it?

Or what makes frustrations rise even more is when your mother decides her bowels need 15 minutes of your scheduled bathroom time so now you are late for work, but also are you even really considered clean with your mother’s permeating stench left behind for you to waft in? Sorry not sorry for that visual.

I’m unsure how people shared bathrooms back in the day. For example, my Grandpa had 8 siblings and they only had one bathroom. Can you imagine what their morning routine was like?

I can. Let me enlighten you. I’m sure there was a lot of yelling.

“My Turn!!!”

“Hurry up I have to go”

“Who took my toothbrush”

“Gross! Who peed on the seat?”

“Mom, where is my hairbrush?”

I say all those things now. How did my Great Grandmother not go mad from the constant battle of the bathroom?

We have obviously become so spoiled that two bathrooms is no longer enough for three people. We long for three bathrooms and a fancy on demand water heater. Yes, we are very spoiled, but when I get home from work and I’ve just drained the last half of my water bottle, and both bathrooms are full I can only ask…

Is it my turn yet??