This post is about poo so if you don’t like hearing about poo click here.
I have strict security needs when it comes to pooing. It is very very rare that I can poo outside of the house if I am in Sydney.
This is not a new thing, i have had issues around this for a long time. In the year 2000 I started residing at Tom’s family’s home and there was no way I could use their toilet for dropping off the brown regiment of para troopers. Instead I would travel on a train to the central coast, then walk 40 mins from woy woy station to my Nan’s house where i was previously residing. I would do my business then walk the 40mins back to woy woy and train it back to Hornsby. This went on for a couple of months. Eventually i was able to do the business but only late at night once everyone else had gone to bed.
There are a few things that i need to do the business comfortably, even in my own home. I need a door with a lock and i also need a fan.
Tonight disaster has struck, you may recall several posts by me and jenny about our front door moving and becoming unlockable, well that issue has been resolved a number of times but tonight our bathroom door became unlockable, it seems it has moved with the heat or something.
I felt fine about having a front door that would sway in the breeze and robbers could let themselves in to steal our stuff, but the thought of a non locking bathroom door is causing my brain to melt.
You may think it’s not a big deal as I could just use tom’s bathroom downstairs. I can’t use his bathroom. There is a fan and a lock but there is also enough windows to turn his bathroom into department store shop front.
And i’d hold on until i got to work only we have only been in the current office building 9 months so i’m not ready yet to use its facilities.
Tomorrow morning I may have to take a roll of gaffer tape into the bathroom with me and seal up the door, then rip it off so i can get out after the deed is done.
Scary times people, scary times. If this isn’t a sign of the end times I don’t know what is.
So dramatic!!
So, you’re coprophobic. Bummer.
maybe but it all goes out the window when IBS is kicking in, then it’s a matter of now and i don’t care where it is.
If i’m on holidays then my accomidation is fin, if i’m staying in someone else house then it’s not so fine.
Mate, you have some serious issues…
Maybe I could come and watch you a couple of times to help you get over your fear.
You really have to face these demons mate… You can’t go on living like this.
I can’t believe you caught a train and then walked 40 minutes!
if i use tom’s bathroom you could bring everyone you know to come wath as well.
it’s true i traveled to Umina every day or two just to do a poo poo.
I’m not that bad these days,
Have you considered therapy?
This morning i used the unlockable door and i was fine
I used to only be able to go in a Mcdonalds restaurant bathroom. I knew they would always be clean and nobody woulkd know it was me in there. I would take special trips there just for that purpose. I have taken quite a liking to three ply toilet paper so now Mcdonalds is out of the question. As for how this whole thing cleared itself up in my head i can’t say. People are so strange sometimes.