Oh the joys of a houseshare... I have briefly summarized some of the joyous aspects of my new humble abode but lets start with the bathroom because it to me is the funniest. For those of you who have never showered with no curtain or door let me tell you water somehow manages to get everywhere!! Which therefore means there is absolutely no place to put your towel without it being moderately damp when you go to use it. My next favorite aspect about the bathroom is that it of course has a window that thankfully is tented... slightly... and because of the steam that comes from the shower it has to be cracked in order to not suffocate mid cleanse... this then means that if persay a bird wanted to join me in my shower it could fly right in... Honestly im concerned this will happen, thankfully i'll have a squeegy close at hand to swat the bird with if this incident happens to occur... which brings me to my favorite thing about the bathroom... DAS SQUEEGY... As an american i have taken not having to squeegy the floor of my bathroom for granted for 23 years. Thank you Australia to opening my eyes... Most people wouldnt realize but i now have to allot time in my day for squeegying... it like oh wake up, 1 minute pee, 10 minute shower, 5 minute squeegy, 5 minute get dressed, 10 minute breakfast... you get the point. But that isnt it... its not like you can just leave the bathroom and come back and squeegy... you have to do it immediately. Ergo... naked squeegying...Never in my life would i have put those two things together. But try to squeegy in a towel wrapped around you... I dare you try it. It will fall everytime leaving your towel wet and you equally naked squeegying. Lucky for Rena I worked at shields park pool and have squeegied many a floor so i've been up to the naked squeegy challenge... but the mental image i hope i have gotten across to you is one that makes me laugh everytime i do it... "if anyone saw this it could potentially kill them with hilarity." Anyways moving on.
The internet... for some reason the internet in this house is as bipolar as lindsay lohan. Sometimes i can skype for hours while other times it kicks me off every 5 minutes... super annoying and another reason why this blog has been post poned. The funniest part about it is if i want it to work i have to turn the wifi off and back on (at least on my phone) to get it to load certain pages... therefore about every 12 minutes i turn my phone on airplane mode for 20 seconds and then turn it back off... problem solved... Seriously... this is my life. I feel so ghetto fabulous when i do it... like i wiggled the antennae on an old tv set to get the picture more clear. Looks like there wont be any internet porn watching for me... bummer. haha jk mom...
Next there is no dryer. Some of you may be thinking "well jordyn lots of places in warm climates dont have dryers..." Ya thank you captain obvious but when was the last time you did laundry and hung every article of that load up to dry... probably never! unless it was a full load of jeans and you are like me and have to hang them dry or there is no way ANY of them would fit... then you have to do the whole jumping up and down, deep knee bend, jump some more, pull by belt loops, occasionally pull belt loops off pants (call that a blown tire) just to get your jeans to fit again... i digress... So im not opposed to hanging my clothes I just dont know clothes hanging etiquette... Like have you seen my underwear? dental floss at best... I dont know how Rena is gonna take to having that on her clothes line. But if i dont hang it up outside do i like lay them out to dry in my room? like if someone comes in to open the window will they have to dodge my drying skivies? Needless to say i have yet to do laundry because im scared im gonna do something culturally offensive. I may just pitch underwear and buy new once a week.
Life is complicated.
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