The Church of the Holy Throne... revisited

Growing up, both I and now my children learned quickly that no one ever needs to know what goes on behind the closed bathroom door.

If the door is shut, there is nothing so important that can't wait until the door opens back up.

Now that chickadee is in our home - she's a little slow to learn this and will knock on the door for any reason at all.

This is my aspiration

Now my kids know... When I head to go into the shower - leave me alone.  For the love of monkeys, I'm only in there for 7 minutes or less.  All want or need to care about is that there's hot water, shampoo, conditioner, soap - a towel and QUIET.  Leave me alone.  That's where I have my morning conference call with the Big Guy upstairs, or just have my deep thinking moments.

I don't care what happens on the other side of the bathroom door.  I don't even want to know that anything outside the shower door exists!

It's seven minutes - deal with it!

This is my reality

This morning... not once, not twice - but three time.  Knock, knock, knock..."Miss Jennnnnn."  OMG, what does this child want??  My husband is out there - what can I possibly do for her naked, with soap in my eyes that he can't deal with? Nicely (the first time) I ask what she wants.... 

"I finished my breakfast." Great...and I need to know NOW why?  Whatever - I'm kinda busy trying to enjoy the hot water cascading off my body at the moment.  Less than two friggin' minutes later.... "Miss Jennnnnn, CeCe won't let me play with her Barbies."  Um...I'm not the only parent in the household. Seek other advice.  Another minute later.. "Miss Jennnnnnnnnn, I need to pee."  OMG, OMG, OMG - then GO IN THE OTHER BATHROOM.

She may be friendlier...

So much for my nice relaxing shower.  Now I'm just annoyed and everyone's on the chopping block. The short one for interrupting me three times in 5 minutes - yes, I even shortened the time.  My daughter for not sharing the stupid Barbies & Hubby for not feeling so horrified that Ogre wife would appear that he didn't immediately steer short one far, far away from the bathroom door.

I called a general announcement...."Here ye, here ye... Unless there is Danger, Severe Injury, Mass Destruction or Fire - I am NOT to be disturbed in the shower... ARE WE CLEAR?"

Sheesh, we knew better growing up.

We were born and bred with knowledge that the closed bathroom door was like church - NO TALKING.

So now the cross is hung high on the bathroom door - and I will once again christen the water closet as that of "The House of the Holy Throne".  No Talking, No Knocking, No Kidding.

Violators are subject to a swirly :)

OK maybe not really, but it ought to keep 'em at bay so I can at least enjoy my own version of  "7 minutes in heaven" - a hot shower!

Have a nice day all!!

Smoochies!

~Jenn