As with most families, odd situations pop up in our house continually. People tend to believe that these things only happen to them, when in reality we all go through these experiences. At least I hope. Otherwise, our family is very odd.
The other day, I stepped in the shower and prior to turning on the water, I looked down to notice a brown smeary glob by my feet. Now, I didn’t have my contacts in at the time so my vision was blurry. I couldn’t make out what exactly I was looking at, so I stepped back out to retrieve my glasses.
No longer legally blind, I still saw just a smudged brown mess in our bathtub. The hairs on my neck stood up as I considered the possibilities of its origin. Without sounding too crass, the substance in question resembled what might be left behind from a bathing individual who had intestinal issues. With this thought, my own stomach churned a little bit.
The dark gooey matter didn’t rinse out when I turned on the shower. So, I opted to stand straddling it, careful to not step on it. I usually take long showers, but on this day I voluntarily sped up the process. I felt icky just sharing the same space with it. Had our tub been reduced to a poor man’s bidet? Our kids are past the potty training stage (ages, 4,6 and9) but the youngest child has had some incidents in the past that might suggest her possible guiltiness in this situation.(stories for another day)
I dressed and walked downstairs to the kitchen. My wife was busy cleaning up after breakfast. Before I had the chance to mention to her about the disturbing circumstances that I just witnessed, she provided some information.
“By the way, that is a chocolate chip in the bathtub,” she interjected matter-of-factly.
Momentarily, my mind eased a bit. She chuckled at my obvious expression of relief. With this revelation, I no longer needed to locate rubber gloves, ammonia, and bleach. However, her news also raised another question.
“Sooo, why is there a chocolate chip in our bathtub? That’s not exactly normal,” I contended.
Sadly, at that time she didn’t have an answer for that one.
The word on the street right now is that one of the kids had been eating a cup of chocolate chips as a snack. One fell on the ground and rather than throwing it away, perhaps into something called a "trash can", they chose to place it in the bathtub instead. Makes perfect sense, eh? Weird.
My wife just shrugged and continued her kitchen cleaning. I too shook my head and went on about my day. In this house, you kind of just learn to roll with things. Personally, I’ve also adopted a motto to live by in situations such as this.
WHEN IN DOUBT, DON’T TOUCH IT
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