Briefcase on the Kitchen Table

I grew up with all women for the most part. My dad was the only man in the house along with my mom, my two sisters, and my dog (also a girl). My sisters and I always shared a bathroom and I was always astounded at how quickly the bathroom could get dirty. There was hair on the floor from brushing and styling, makeup on the counter and sink from powders and foundations, and a film that would seem to coat the room if one of us used a lot of hairspray that day. No matter how often we cleaned it, it always felt like in a matter of days we would be back to where we started. I thought for sure this was all going to change when I left my dear sisters and got married. My “wrongness” could be measured in tons.

Men of the world; you are dirty. Now, not to throw half of the human equation under the bus, I acknowledge that us girls are the same (see above). I think I just assumed that since we do so much more stuff in the bathroom, we would also leave the most stuff in the bathroom. I am learning that guys’ “dirty” is just different than girls. You don’t leave hair on the floor from brushing, you leave whiskers on the white vanity that seem impossible to wash away. I know you try to rinse them all off, they just seem to stick beyond the power of any super glue I have ever seen. Guys try to be considerate; they put the seat up when the use the restroom and put it back down so that us ladies don’t accidentally hit the chill of the porcelain. Unfortunately, some how, some way, the toilet seems to get the dirtiest on the hardest parts to clean, particularly right where the seat hinges to the toilet.

At one of my bridal showers a good friend of mine said that her least favorite chore as a married person was cleaning the bathroom and I could not for the life of me figure out why. Honey… I get it. I am glad to have a husband who does not relegate this chore solely to me. Before I got married I didn’t think it would be fair to have him help clean the bathroom because, again, I thought I would be the one making it dirty. As with many of the other posts here, add this to the list of things I did not expect when I got married. Also, remind me never to buy a white vanity.