What I should have done is open the restroom door and confronted the impatient woman with a stack of baby wipes telling her she could either get in there and help me clean up Clara's explosive poop or wait her damn turn while refraining from banging on the bathroom door because THAT was only pissing me off.
It was one large, crowded restaurant with a one-hole bathroom and a baby covered in poop. What the hell was I supposed to do? With the first knock I apologetically replied that it was going to be awhile and she might want to find another bathroom. But once the door rattling began and the suggestions that we finish up our messy business outside of the bathroom then it just got ridiculous. We were in a restaurant at Downtown Disney for fuck's sake. There's a bathroom every 50 feet and a nice, if not freakishly large, mouse to show you the way. Difficult for me to take a poop soaked baby in search of a larger bathroom but not for an incredibly rude woman with bladder control issues.
Once I finished smearing the toilet seat with baby poop and writing stinky, brown words of hate on the walls we exited the bathroom just as another woman was leaving the men's restroom. She shot me a caustic glance and said, "Some of us had to use the men's room." I smiled sweetly and replied, "Good for you." That's the kind of thinking-outside-the-box problem solving I like to see.
navigating the colorful swirls of life
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Saturday, February 10, 2007
The escape
We're moving to North Carolina. Orange County has worn us thin and we're looking for a way out. North Carolina seems far enough... okay, it's a bit too far... like far enough to make my stomach feel all twisty and sick when I think about moving there. But I'm excited, nonetheless.
We've found a lovely little town there nestled in trees which is removed enough from the hustle and bustle of a big city yet close enough to a big city to ensure we won't go into complete culture shock. And the housing prices are just dreamy compared to what we're used to. We'll finally be able to afford a house big enough so that everyone in our family will have their own space and we'll never have to interact with each other again. Yes, the size of our new home will be shameful. But remember that Sam needs his own room and bathroom on the first floor for wheelchair access and because he yells at 3 am and nobody wants to sleep with him. Clara and Jackson will eventually want separate bedrooms and David needs a home office since he will be able to keep his current job and work from home. We'll also need that walk in pantry to store our emergency stockpile of food in case of a hurricane. The bedroom sized walk-in closets will be necessary for all the seasonal clothes we'll need in a place that has actual weather changes. The sitting room will be necessary for mommy and daddy to maintain their sanity, in theory. We'll have a bonus room to ensure that our guests from so far away will have a place to stay. And the 3 car garage... well, that's just for kicks. And this is one of the smaller houses we had to choose from.
The move won't happen until this summer; we're having a home built which enables us to customize some things for Sam. This also gives us time to prepare this home for sale and begin the enormous task of transferring all of Sam's services to another state across the country. Looking forward to it.
We've found a lovely little town there nestled in trees which is removed enough from the hustle and bustle of a big city yet close enough to a big city to ensure we won't go into complete culture shock. And the housing prices are just dreamy compared to what we're used to. We'll finally be able to afford a house big enough so that everyone in our family will have their own space and we'll never have to interact with each other again. Yes, the size of our new home will be shameful. But remember that Sam needs his own room and bathroom on the first floor for wheelchair access and because he yells at 3 am and nobody wants to sleep with him. Clara and Jackson will eventually want separate bedrooms and David needs a home office since he will be able to keep his current job and work from home. We'll also need that walk in pantry to store our emergency stockpile of food in case of a hurricane. The bedroom sized walk-in closets will be necessary for all the seasonal clothes we'll need in a place that has actual weather changes. The sitting room will be necessary for mommy and daddy to maintain their sanity, in theory. We'll have a bonus room to ensure that our guests from so far away will have a place to stay. And the 3 car garage... well, that's just for kicks. And this is one of the smaller houses we had to choose from.
The move won't happen until this summer; we're having a home built which enables us to customize some things for Sam. This also gives us time to prepare this home for sale and begin the enormous task of transferring all of Sam's services to another state across the country. Looking forward to it.
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