we're both guilty of the things I selected, except chris leaves beard hairs in the sink.

I am guilty of leaving the water running while I brush my teeth but I use hot water to do so and I don't want it going cold before I finish. I am also guilty of forgetting my dirty clothes more so then my husband. He is guilty of leaving the sink a mess after he shaves which drives me crazy. I sometimes take too long especially if I am shaving and I seem to always use all the hot water (which really doesn't take that long, about 20 minutes). I'm sometimes guilty of not replacing the toilet paper roll or using all but the last few sheets. I started leaving spare rolls under the sink or on the back of the toilet.

A few years ago we had a, well lets call her a roommate, living with us. This "girl" was in her early 20's and up to this point in my life I had never met anyone as nasty as she turned out to be. One morning my husband came out of the bathroom and asked me if I would join him in the bathroom. I laughed and said something like, "Honey can't you wait till later?" he responded with a shaking of his head and turned back toward the bathroom. I got up and followed him. He walked over to the toilet and pointed to the back of the toilet seat where there was a fine pink mist in the shape of an upside down triangle. I looked at him and asked, "What the hell is it?" he responded with an, "I don't know. It looks like someone farted blood. What do you think it is?" I didn't know and said as much. He of course asked if my daughter was on her monthly. I told him that she wasn't because she had stopped a week and a half before. His next remark surprised me because he said something like it can't be you, it sure the hell isn't me, and you said it's not the kid. That only leaves one person, how do we handle this problem? I told him I didn't know and asked him to give me some time to think of something.

I started cleaning the bathroom with bleach while I tried to think of some way to handle this problem. About midway through my cleaning I came across a pair of the roommates panties which looked like they had been worn for several months without being cleaned. This would include being warn during her period without wearing a pad or a tampon. I must have screamed because my husband came running in asking me if I was okay. I told him that hell no I wasn't okay and showed him what I had found. He threw up right there. My daughter came home a little later and asked why the door and windows were all open and why did the house smell like straight bleach. All I could do was show her. She looked at me like I was a strange new being and she was at a loss. She asked me what it was I was showing her. My husband tried to explain but she looked at him like he was speaking a new language and she was at a loss. I ended up sending her in to do her homework until the roommate came home. I pulled her aside and asked her what the hell. She tried to tell me that it wasn't her who had left the mess it must have been my daughter and the panties weren't hers either. I informed her that I had shared a bathroom with my daughter only for several years and I had never seen a mess like the one I had cleaned up earlier. I also informed her that I had cleaned the entire house before she moved in and if she was going to continue to lie to me then she needed to get her stuff together and leave. The next day she moved out and I haven't seen or heard from her since. NASTY and GROSS doesn't even come close.

mine is using all the hot water and my husbands is shaving at the sink n not cleaning it