OK, here's one for Monday...

Don't you hate when you are forced to live with people you don't particularly like, but who are ok? You never really feel totally comfortable.
Especially when their bathroom has no lock on the door and is located in the middle of the main "hub" of the home. And isn't it weird when said people leave the door open a bit (the custom to signify its unoccupied status) but are actually in there? and weirder still when you knock anyway, because it's not totally for sure there is no one in there, and no one answers but they ARE actually in there, you quickly discover.
OK, so the culprit (not marcelo, obviously, because it wouldn't have mattered) was just out of the shower and just buttoning up his pants-or actually it looked like tying a drawstring (hate drawstring pants, on anyone other than children) and was not sitting on the toilet-or bidet, god forbid. but still! what the f**k?
ugh.
more on the bathroom later...i'm sure you're thrilled
remember, you don't HAVE to read this
just pretend, ok?
btw-you look great today!
enjoy the rest of your fabulous Monday!!