Tuesday night after kickball, I arrived home to everyone upstairs awake and doing stuff (it was elevenish). I've got four roommates, and they've all been featured in pix on this blog at various stages. One lives in the basement and four of us share the upstairs (3 bedrooms--yes, two share in an impossibly small room. Maybe if I get their permission, I'll post a pic.). We have a 1 1/2 bathrooms between the four of us, and most of the time it works out. However, even though you have your own separate lives--its a fairly cozy living situation. We all get along (as far as I know) and things are pretty good...however, on Tuesday I realized that I'm going to be the only one upstairs for the weekend. J is going to Utah, K is going to Paris (flights are only 1k for me to join her and her sis) M is going to a motel to stay with her fam that's out visiting. So, it's Spring Break!! I get the upstairs to myself (S, you can come visit). Sure, I'd rather be heading out to Paris with Kell and her sis, but hey I chose a few months ago not to go--and really can't because of work.
Speaking of our bathroom arrangement, last night as I was in the bathroom, I looked at my shelf in the shower and realized it now is storing a spray bottle of kitchen antibacterial spray (like 409) and then I looked down at the tub and there was a tooth brush in the bottom of it. Hmm. If I remember, I'll snap a photo tonight. Roommates are funny.