I had guests at the house for the first time today expect for that one other time. And that one other time I did not clean the bathroom which they used. I haven't heard from them since. I blame the bathroom for our premature break up. Obviously.
Here in our Japanese house the bathroom has three parts. Part A is a toilet room and is across the hall from Part B1 and B2 where never the two shall meet. In Part A you will find a toilet as you know a toilet, a window, a wee sink that is recessed into the wall and underneath the sink hanging daintily from the pipes is a garden hose. Or half a garden hose. I'm not sure what the purpose of the hose is but I used it today as I saw fit. I turned it on full blast and hosed down the joint from the safe and dry doorway ledge. There were capfuls of Soft Scrub and a brush of sorts involved. Most importantly though very few minutes were lost and very few muscles were taxed. Yes, a hose in the bathroom like a stroke of genius like the early bird catching the worm like the cake you have and eat.
Furthermore, the guests used the bathroom and I have heard from them again. At this rate I'll have a BFF in no time.
