Don't you hate it when you have a guest in your house who suddenly asks if they can use your not-so-fresh bathroom? Why is it that it never happens the day that you have just cleaned? It is always multiple days out. Oh I hate it.
After that question comes all of a sudden I panic.
Crap. (No pun intended.) When was the last time I looked in that bathroom?
Oh please let there be nothing in the toilet. Or on the walls. Or in the sink.
Is there even toilet paper in there?I really want to just ask them if they can hold it a bit longer, but I do have some manners. Instead I tell them where to find the bathroom with a warning that I can't guarantee cleanliness. Because I usually can't.
I can go in there and scrub the whole place down, turn my back around and within minutes it's an embarrassment again.
Way back when I lived with my parents, I remember my mom cleaning the guest bathroom a day before a party or get together of some sort. She would then put a sign on the door that would say something like this:
Enter. And Die.
I always laughed and thought that was a little extreme. Now I understand.

I did the same thing on Saturday before Bennett's baptism. I have learned that it only takes one boy going in one time and throwing his own little "pee party" to turn a clean guest-ready bathroom into a disgusting mess.