Saturday, January 16, 2010

Bathroom gumshoe....

My house is a mess. With an 80 lb. sled dog, a cat, and two busy humans it's never truly clean. I sweep just about every day and yet I constantly find hair-bunnies. Dusting is a full time job. I have come to the conclusion that housework is like stringing beads with no knot at the end of the string.... so I mop what I can off the floor, pick up our messes, and procrastinate about scrubbing until something smells weird.

Except my bathroom. I think you can tell everything you need to know about someone just by looking around their bathroom, so I keep mine sparkly. (Single women, pay attention! You don't have to be Sherlock Holmes to be aware of the hidden problems of potential partners. You can thank me later....)

Take, for instance, the medicine cabinet. Too many prescriptions? Drug addict. Hemorrhoid cream? Impatient. Nasty ancient toothbrush? Slob. Curly hair-covered motel soap? OK, you get the point. All potential land mines.

The art of cabinet psychology is a carefully honed skill that, with proper development, can be more effective in the diagnosis of personality disorders than months on a therapist's couch. The next time you are at a potential mates home, slip into the commode for a little observation. I'll give you an example:

Exhibit A: I volunteer my own cabinet.

Upon first inspection:
I am a menstruating woman with good skin who smells great, has nice white teeth, red nails, and the occasional back sprain.

The hidden bad stuff:
Has out of control frizz issues, spends way too much money on hair products, perfume and nail polish. May have a tendency to be superficial.

What does your medicine cabinet say about you?



  1. And, here I was just looking at how neat and organized your medicine cabinet looked.

    I actually went and looked at mine after I read this...mine would probably say: I like to paint my nails and I am accident prone (whole lot of nail polish and band-aids in there!)

  2. Mine says: dry skin, OCD, and an Rx for OCD that is not working so well as evidenced by the obvious OCD handiwork going on in the cabinet.

    (Alphabetized nail polishes anyone?)

  3. I don't have one! It's all spread out on a counter! And what does that say about ME?
    I'm messy, for one.