Public toilet plea......

Now I intend to tread lightly over this subject so close to my heart, being a woman myself and not wanting to offend my fellow ladies in the queue.

It's the pee on the toilet seat that I am concerned with. You see, I have been having difficulty over quite some time, working out why, when I use a public convenience it's never so convenient to sit upon a seat without getting my bottom wet with an other's pee. It's horrible to say the least!

I have concluded that it is a cycle produced by the very same disgust I feel about sitting on a wet seat - ladies hover to avoid this and thus often miss, as it can be a struggle to hover, looking at the floor with the blood rushing to our heads and making sure we don't at least get our own clothing wet. During this uncomfortable experience and with a desire to get it over with as soon as possible, we often pee on instead of in the loo. I understand this, I really do. To hover over a foot and and a half of porcelain isn't exactly a natural state to be in, particularly when other needs of relief are taking priority. I know many may find it an unusual practice to squat over a hole in the ground, but at least our head would be in a position that leaves us better orientated.

I imagine those more fragile or with aching limbs could be out of balance, creating a greater cascade of falling toilet splash. I don't for the life of me understand why it is often not thought of to at least lift the seat before leaving an artistic array of droplets for an unsuspecting bottom to sit upon. I appreciate that some woman do lift the seat and it is most gratefully welcomed. I bid a heartfelt thank you to all who consider this.

Please don't get me wrong, I do not spend my time sitting on wet toilet seats, of course I have the sense to wipe them over prior to sitting. A job I have to say that I detest. What on earth could make a person think that it would be acceptable to leave their pee for another to wipe up I have no idea. Would they be OK to wipe up my pee (should I leave any, which I don't)? I doubt it, hence the need for hovering in the first place.

As this isn't necessarily a cheery subject to be writing about, I will keep it short. More over, I would like to address this as a plea, and I do mean plea, to all fellow woman.....

...please, please wipe your seat pee and leave it dry for other bums. Let us stick together in our public toilet use and consider the next bottom you encounter in the never ending ladies queue, it may be your pee about to saturate the poor bum!!

Life can be strange....

Just when we think we have it all sorted out and know what we are doing....whoosh, it all just seems to turn upside down and back to front.

I've just returned from a two week, what shall I call it...for the sake of no other explanation, holiday for all sense and purpose. Aside from the usual jet lag, despite not having flown, I feel that my whole life has become unrecognisable as I knew it, if I ever did. It was a journey into another country that turned into a journey with many shapes. Despite feeling exhausted, I feel that I have been woken to a reality I had not seen as clear as I do now.

How could I have lived a life not seeing what a two holiday has revealed? I'm not certain why or what makes us wake up to certain realities at any one time, perhaps we only see what we need to see when we are ready to see it. I suppose you're waiting for me to reveal my holiday experience and how it has changed my life. Without giving away too much, protecting identities of those unsuspecting individuals concerned, I can say that I went away for a rest and instead came home with a break. No, I didn't break my leg, I have had torn open the picture of a person I thought I knew.

I recall my father once telling me that a holiday can either make or break a relationship, this one certainly proved that theory - it's most definitely broken!

What I find most disturbing is just how much my life feels changed in such a short space of time. Two weeks ago I thought I knew what I was doing. Now I am back at home I realise I never have and probably never will. A journey can change a perception and life can change with no going back. Forgive me, I am being vague. I am feeling vague,living in limbo, where ever that maybe!

Nothing to do but ride it through until something feels familiar. When the new becomes the old and another corner is turned.

I need a break........

Be happy, be back soon! :)