"If you have time to write in this book, your focus is off..."

Life has it's constants. The things that always happen, almost organically for all of us to function from day to day. Here, there are many: the dryer always seems to be running, finding a half-full glass of something sitting, no one can quite ever make the trash can, the bathroom sink looks like it was brushed instead of teeth...You get me. The new year is just around the corner and maybe to quell my holiday stress I seem to be pondering what 2019 will hold. The constants mentioned before, they are not leaving anytime soon, dream on Kate.

The one thing that always seems occupied is the bathroom. I'm not sure why? Solitude? Hiding? A warm place? What ever the reason, our one bathroom is usually occupied most of the day when the kids are home. My husband asked, "What are they doing in there?" Frankly, I wasn't actually sure. What I really wanted to know is why someone always choses that bathroom to make a stink in before company comes? Like all the great questions in the world, some questions are always unanswered. That being said, I thought I would capitalize on the situation. 

There is always reading material in the bathroom. Probably stemming from when I was potty training kids, at any rate there is still a magazine/book basket at the feet of any visitor to the throne. A few months ago, I decided to put a notebook and pen in the afore mentioned basket entitled, Bathroom Thoughts Book (BTB). I was honestly interested in what people would write, and what THEY thought. Hopefully, and yes delusional,  thinking maybe it would spur any visitors to be creative. Creativity is clearly relative.

Upon putting the second notebook in the basket, some ground rules were made. I was reading the first book and noticing Atti was drawing what his poops looked like, Nora was using the book to jot down material for her stand up act and others were making various comments about how they needed more fiber. Make it a small paperback and it was nearly like reading Truly Tasteless Jokes 2018 edition. I literally wrote on the first page of the new one, THOUGHTS...just thoughts, no very descriptive poop stories. Later I noticed my husband added to the title page, "If you have time to write in this book, your focus is off."

Pleasantly surprised, the content of the book changed. There are riddles, jokes, drawings (sans poop), existential quandaries, and someone even wanted to have dibs on the last page of the book (wink, I know who you are). So, just before the Christmas break begins, I am replacing the tattered mess of BTB #2, not intentional I promise, and seeing what crazy thoughts the tiny throne sitters have for the new year. May the new year bring you all the best, health, happiness and creativity, where ever you have a chance to find it!

Yellow happy thoughts...

...serial killer manifesto? No. My kids' handwriting.