"The only thing I learned from sharing a bathroom with my brother for 15 years was that his razor was not in fact a backup razor for when mine went mysteriously missing or was too dull to hack into my leg hair.
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I still disagree.
So when it came time to share a bathroom with my boyfriend, you’d think I had the necessary résumé to know what was coming… right? The answer to that is a resounding “hell no” from the crowd because sharing a bathroom with your significant other is a whole new ballgame.
There’s no amount of preparation or years lived with roommates that will prepare you for the moment when you round the corner to see the person you love so much, the sweet man who brought you Chipotle on his way home from the office without even asking, pooping with the door open… watching YouTube videos.
Which explains why partnering with Charmin to talk about bathroom behaviors completely derailed our editorial meeting into an hour-long chat about the weird things our Facebook Official counterparts do. Determining the Relationship (known as DTR for you young kids) suddenly became Determining the Restroom. From beard hairs in the sink to the great war on replacing the toilet paper, we all had different stories but a shared camaraderie for the absolutely bizarre stuff that happens when you share a bathroom with the person you love.
And of course, we aren’t blameless either. Take one look at the makeup tornado that is my bathroom after a not so *glam session* and you’ll know I bring my own fair share of chaos to the equation. In an effort to see what other weird