can you tell me what’s wrong with the above picture? Now I don’t mean stylistically or shadows or anything like that, I mean can you tell what’s wrong with my house? I guess it might help if I tell you where I was when I took the picture… SITTING ON MY TOILET. What sadist designs a house where you can see straight into a window from the street and see someone on the toilet? Honestly? Why would someone think this is a good idea? This window has been the source of much embarrassment
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Flashback to January 13, 2005
“You see this house has a VERY unfortunate flaw. You can see clear through DDs’ room into the bathroom and right at whomever is on the crapper. At about this time the neighbor was walking his dog Yukka when he caught sight of me. I am guessing he either thought I couldn’t see him or was just too dumbfounded to think. I waved and then grabbed the toothpaste tub, using it like a gogo gadget arm to flip the light switch off. He wandered off giggling and I don’t think I’ll ever walk to pick up the mail again. I really don’t want to have the “so did everything come out ok” conversation….”
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And once again I have been spotted by a neighbor. Today as I stepped from the shower, naked as a newborn and glistening with water droplet I realized SOMEONE (read bastard husband) had used my towel and left it soaking wet. I cracked open the bathroom door and stuck my arm into the linen closet to grab a towel. So far so good right? I pull the towel into the bathroom and as I’m unfolding it the bathroom door bursts open (courtsey of a kiddo) and there I stand, before the world, nude. Just my luck the neighbors are standing in front of my house chitty chatting. I’m sure they’ve got something juicy to talk about now as I noticed one of them pointing towards me as I fumbled to cover my shame.