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If I couldn't have my own room / space, I'd go mental. Do you mean that you haven't already? 
Good point, David!
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Hmm.. that's a good idea.^^. but to save even more money... light some candles..... and the fireplace.. to save on the electric and gas bill.... bring in a stainless steel wash tub... fill it with 8 liters of . warm water.. have her stand in the tub..... this fire keeping her warm... the candlelight shimmering off her silky smoothness... ...... and begin to give her a sponge bath.... you'll need one of those very large sea sponges..... take your time.. lather up . get that sponge all sudsy soapy... and lather her up.. and then dip your sponge into the warm water... and starting at the base of her neck.... rinse her off. with the warm water.... repeat process...... until she is clean as a new penny....... then empty out washtub.. refill with warm water..... . and you stand in tub... having her give you a sponge bath.... . just think of all the water you would have saved..... every little bit counts... 
. . . Meanwhile the Canadian wind is tugging at the windows, -40C frozen fingers of cold wind seeping through, caressing her buttocks, freezing them on the spot. Him dropping the sponge and quickly rubbing her bum cheek to get it warm and get rid of the frostbite.. but... The Canadian wind is stronger and before he knows it, his hand is frozen solid and stuck to her wet bum. She shrieks in panic, her bum stinging, the frost biting deep in her flesh. She jumps out of the tub, yanking him with her as his hand is frozen to her beautiful buttock. He knocks over the tub, water spilling everywhere, soaking the rug and seeping through the laminate floor. She slips and lands on her tum, the force yanks his hand free from her bottom. She bursts out in tears, her entire body hurting from landing on the floor, her bum stinging where his hand was stuck to it. The orange light from the dying fire reflects on his cold skin as he tries to rub his hand back to life, while another gust of Canadian wind blows out most of the candles. He crawls towards her over the wet rug, and kisses her with blue lips. Canadian paradise ... I'm all turned on now 
Ha ha 
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Hmm.. that's a good idea.^^. but to save even more money... light some candles..... and the fireplace.. to save on the electric and gas bill.... bring in a stainless steel wash tub... fill it with 8 liters of . warm water.. have her stand in the tub..... this fire keeping her warm... the candlelight shimmering off her silky smoothness... ...... and begin to give her a sponge bath.... you'll need one of those very large sea sponges..... take your time.. lather up . get that sponge all sudsy soapy... and lather her up.. and then dip your sponge into the warm water... and starting at the base of her neck.... rinse her off. with the warm water.... repeat process...... until she is clean as a new penny....... then empty out washtub.. refill with warm water..... . and you stand in tub... having her give you a sponge bath.... . just think of all the water you would have saved..... every little bit counts...
. . . Meanwhile the Canadian wind is tugging at the windows, -40C frozen fingers of cold wind seeping through, caressing her buttocks, freezing them on the spot. Him dropping the sponge and quickly rubbing her bum cheek to get it warm and get rid of the frostbite.. but... The Canadian wind is stronger and before he knows it, his hand is frozen solid and stuck to her wet bum. She shrieks in panic, her bum stinging, the frost biting deep in her flesh. She jumps out of the tub, yanking him with her as his hand is frozen to her beautiful buttock. He knocks over the tub, water spilling everywhere, soaking the rug and seeping through the laminate floor. She slips and lands on her tum, the force yanks his hand free from her bottom. She bursts out in tears, her entire body hurting from landing on the floor, her bum stinging where his hand was stuck to it. The orange light from the dying fire reflects on his cold skin as he tries to rub his hand back to life, while another gust of Canadian wind blows out most of the candles. He crawls towards her over the wet rug, and kisses her with blue lips. Canadian paradise ... I'm all turned on now
Ha ha
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Bette Davis said: "Men and women can make a marriage work if they have separate bathrooms." How hard is it to be living with someone you're married to? Beyond just separate bathrooms, what other factors can make living with the opposite sex more fortunate? Does that mean bathroom or loo? Two loos, yes, handy! Two bathrooms, what the heck for? Normal Dutch homes never have 2 bathrooms. Slightly more expensive houses do have two loos, not two bathrooms. Only detached, expensive houses may come with two bathrooms, but I think even then it wouldn't be common. Prolly just the filthy stinking rich b@st@rds that have that luxury
For me an important factor for living happily together, is having my own room for my meditation, crystals, paintings etc. If I couldn't have my own room / space, I'd go mental. 
Oh yeah, that too! The other day with rehearsals the drummer (my ex) was using a small electronic kit. Not his own, but dang, did that thing sound good! Just as good as an acoustic one, better than his own very expensive electronic kit! Mostly the cymbals, they were great, like real, bluddy expensive cymbals. And yet a real nice, compact kit. I wouldn't mind one like that, although I usually prefer an acoustic kit... Oh well, dreams ... (I just read that back.If anyone is wondering,i'm still talking about drums  )
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Bette Davis said: "Men and women can make a marriage work if they have separate bathrooms." How hard is it to be living with someone you're married to? Beyond just separate bathrooms, what other factors can make living with the opposite sex more fortunate? Does that mean bathroom or loo? Two loos, yes, handy! Two bathrooms, what the heck for? Normal Dutch homes never have 2 bathrooms. Slightly more expensive houses do have two loos, not two bathrooms. Only detached, expensive houses may come with two bathrooms, but I think even then it wouldn't be common. Prolly just the filthy stinking rich b@st@rds that have that luxury
For me an important factor for living happily together, is having my own room for my meditation, crystals, paintings etc. If I couldn't have my own room / space, I'd go mental.
Oh yeah, that too! The other day with rehearsals the drummer (my ex) was using a small electronic kit. Not his own, but dang, did that thing sound good! Just as good as an acoustic one, better than his own very expensive electronic kit! Mostly the cymbals, they were great, like real, bluddy expensive cymbals. And yet a real nice, compact kit. I wouldn't mind one like that, although I usually prefer an acoustic kit... Oh well, dreams ... (I just read that back.If anyone is wondering,i'm still talking about drums )
Well, glad you cleared that up And I agree... although I wouldn't mind trying the one I mentioned. I think that would have a nice feel to it. THe one my ex had, didn't. The toms weren't bad, but the cymbals felt weird. Esp the HH. But I have to make do with my acoustic kit as well. It needs tuning, badly. But I can't. If I'd try, I'd make it even worse. I could never tune my guitar either. Bluddy annoying. I could tell it was off, but then always got lost and ended up with something that sounded horrible. So I daren't do the toms... Just put on me headphones, turn up the volume. At least that way I won't really have to listen to it
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Bette Davis said: "Men and women can make a marriage work if they have separate bathrooms." How hard is it to be living with someone you're married to? Beyond just separate bathrooms, what other factors can make living with the opposite sex more fortunate? When they CLEAN THEIR OWN BATHROOMS.
Leaving notes can be helpful. :) |
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Bette Davis said: "Men and women can make a marriage work if they have separate bathrooms." How hard is it to be living with someone you're married to? Beyond just separate bathrooms, what other factors can make living with the opposite sex more fortunate? Does that mean bathroom or loo? Two loos, yes, handy! Two bathrooms, what the heck for? Normal Dutch homes never have 2 bathrooms. Slightly more expensive houses do have two loos, not two bathrooms. Only detached, expensive houses may come with two bathrooms, but I think even then it wouldn't be common. Prolly just the filthy stinking rich b@st@rds that have that luxury
For me an important factor for living happily together, is having my own room for my meditation, crystals, paintings etc. If I couldn't have my own room / space, I'd go mental.
Oh yeah, that too! The other day with rehearsals the drummer (my ex) was using a small electronic kit. Not his own, but dang, did that thing sound good! Just as good as an acoustic one, better than his own very expensive electronic kit! Mostly the cymbals, they were great, like real, bluddy expensive cymbals. And yet a real nice, compact kit. I wouldn't mind one like that, although I usually prefer an acoustic kit... Oh well, dreams ... (I just read that back.If anyone is wondering,i'm still talking about drums )
Well, glad you cleared that up And I agree... although I wouldn't mind trying the one I mentioned. I think that would have a nice feel to it. THe one my ex had, didn't. The toms weren't bad, but the cymbals felt weird. Esp the HH. But I have to make do with my acoustic kit as well. It needs tuning, badly. But I can't. If I'd try, I'd make it even worse. I could never tune my guitar either. Bluddy annoying. I could tell it was off, but then always got lost and ended up with something that sounded horrible. So I daren't do the toms... Just put on me headphones, turn up the volume. At least that way I won't really have to listen to it
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. as long as she stays in the kitchen.. .... I can't foresee any problems..lol.jk.. Hahaha hell if the guy don't cook then it is a no go for me anymore.. I want one that helps out in the kitchen.. never know what may arise... 
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Hmm.. that's a good idea.^^. but to save even more money... light some candles..... and the fireplace.. to save on the electric and gas bill.... bring in a stainless steel wash tub... fill it with 8 liters of . warm water.. have her stand in the tub..... this fire keeping her warm... the candlelight shimmering off her silky smoothness... ...... and begin to give her a sponge bath.... you'll need one of those very large sea sponges..... take your time.. lather up . get that sponge all sudsy soapy... and lather her up.. and then dip your sponge into the warm water... and starting at the base of her neck.... rinse her off. with the warm water.... repeat process...... until she is clean as a new penny....... then empty out washtub.. refill with warm water..... . and you stand in tub... having her give you a sponge bath.... . just think of all the water you would have saved..... every little bit counts...
. . . Meanwhile the Canadian wind is tugging at the windows, -40C frozen fingers of cold wind seeping through, caressing her buttocks, freezing them on the spot. Him dropping the sponge and quickly rubbing her bum cheek to get it warm and get rid of the frostbite.. but... The Canadian wind is stronger and before he knows it, his hand is frozen solid and stuck to her wet bum. She shrieks in panic, her bum stinging, the frost biting deep in her flesh. She jumps out of the tub, yanking him with her as his hand is frozen to her beautiful buttock. He knocks over the tub, water spilling everywhere, soaking the rug and seeping through the laminate floor. She slips and lands on her tum, the force yanks his hand free from her bottom. She bursts out in tears, her entire body hurting from landing on the floor, her bum stinging where his hand was stuck to it. The orange light from the dying fire reflects on his cold skin as he tries to rub his hand back to life, while another gust of Canadian wind blows out most of the candles. He crawls towards her over the wet rug, and kisses her with blue lips. Canadian paradise ... I'm all turned on now
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^^. too too funny... And very close to reality..lol..
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Hummm hell having one bathroom even with kids that is not a problem..
When you live with someone then you have to make a lot of adjustments..When I was married I had no problem with the little things we coped and adjusted.. no big deal.. I have been divorced for a very very long time.. I have found out the best relationships are where they have their place and I have mine.. That way when we want to be alone we go our separate ways to our own place. That way you can relax and do your own thing....
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exactly this..^^^.. but just so you're clear your place is in the kitchen right..
.. I know you can cook..mmmmm |
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