1) THE BATHROOM In a few shows, people looking through oddly flipped homes find a bathroom next to the kitchen and say with great disgust, “A bathroom next to the kitchen. That’s horrible.” Now, I’m not the greatest housekeeper in the world but there is nothing in my bathroom–other than the litter box which I keep very clean–that has disgusting stuff in it. According to these people, disease emanates from a bathroom and will infect anything prepared in the kitchen, leaving venom and disease on every dish of food. If that is so, why would having it down the hall from the kitchen make any difference? That miasma of infection would just drift down the hall and–bammo–right into the kitchen and the food. Might even attack whoever is in the living room and whatever is on the dining room table first.
In another show, a woman said, “I don’t like the toilet next to the shower.” Does she not know which is which? Did no one teach her how to use a toilet properly or how to get into the shower?
Perhaps there should be no toilets in houses because they’re obviously the source of every illness known to a family.
In addition, I’m very proud of myself. As mentioned earlier, I’ve never considered myself to be a great housekeeper but my bathrooms are so clean I have no worries about a plague.
2. A woman looked around the master bedroom of a house she was touring and said, “There’s no place to get dressed. I don’t like to dress in the same place I sleep.” What? I’ve never lived any place where I didn’t dress where we slept unless it was in of those houses where I kept my clothes in a closet in the guest room.
Which brings me to the reason for this blog: we aren’t all alike. We have different outlooks and backgrounds and educations and lifestyles and . . . pretty much everythings. Yes, there are many beliefs and feelings that united us but we’ve approached those through different paths. Can’t we accept that people and cultures are different and start from there? I’d never force anyone to live in a house that has a bathroom off the kitchen although I’ve known friends who’ve survived that okay. But shouldn’t we be able to start with a fact–people like indoor plumbing–and go from there? We can discuss topics like why people like having bathrooms and where they should be and what’s the problem with a bathroom near the kitchen without calling each other unclean or doo-doo heads. We learn from each other. We hear different ideas and can bounce them around in our brains and toss the conversation back and forth without infuriating each other.
The fact that we don’t all think the same is a joy of diversity. I learn from you. I hope you learn from me and we accept and change or understand why our opinion is the right one for me but not for you. Sadly, we don’t. The fact that we refuse to listen to the other person is a loss to all. The fact that instead of discussing, we call each other names must make George and Ben and John and those who faced great danger to start this nation to sob.