From the original post: 2008-06-04 12:16:37.0 When I was a kid we lived in an old farmhouse with one bathroom. There were six of us kids, so when we... | ADVERTISEMENT  |
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From the original post: 2008-06-04 12:16:37.0 When I was a kid we lived in an old farmhouse with one bathroom. There were six of us kids, so when we... | ADVERTISEMENT |
Posted: Jun 4, 08 3:51pm
We have three adults and one bathroom at our house. My husband gets up at 5 am so he can have uninterrupted time in there. My daughter gets up at 6 and leaves for work at 7:15, and I get up after she leaves for work. It all works out. There's a pantry downstairs that could be used for a half bath if the foundation were strengthened. That's on my list of projects, but pretty far down the list.
When I was growing up, some of the kids in my town went to a one-room school with outhouses. Several of the older residents on our street had only outhouses, and one of them had no running water until 1966 or 67. Compared to that, an indoor facility with hot running water is pretty luxurious.
I think that growing up with one bathrom taught us how to compromise!!
It is not an impossible situation and your family seems to have worked out a solution.
Posted: Jun 4, 08 3:54pm
I didn't recognize the three-leaved plant where I decided to go to the bathroom.
Yea Gads, Harvey. I thought I was the only one who couldn't recognize poison ivy.
At least you didn't use it as a substitute for toilet tissue. Yup, 13 years old, out in the woods of Maine, and not a roll to be had. "Hmmm, guess I'll use this nice leafy plant--there's plenty of it." BIG mistake. Beyond the embarrassment, the worst thing was that I had to ride in a dressage competition. I had a really tough time at the sitting trot... .
Posted: Jun 4, 08 8:38pm
My parents ran a tavern, restuarant, boarding house, and we lived there too. It was a big two story, 19 room building with ONE bathroom. When I was little the people in the tavern/restuarant had to use a his and hers outhouse.It had two seperate rooms. (Which my mother scrubbed with bleach everyday). Now get this. Upstairs we had seven boarders, five of us kids and my mom and dad. That is "14" people and one bathroom with no shower just a claw foot bathtub. And since I didn't know any different I didn't even think about it. I do not remember ever not being able to go to the bathroom when I needed to . I can remember having to wait awhile and listening for the lock and door to open. Maybe we just learned how to "hold it" better back then...LOL
Now that I think about it that was amazing but at the time it was just regular day to day life. I lived this way intil I got married at 19. The only change in the bathroom situation was we put a restroom downstairs for the customers to use when the outhouse sort of went out of style.
Posted: Jun 4, 08 9:29pm
when i bought this house, i was so excited because it has one and a half baths. i thought, great! my daughter can have her own half bath and not tie up 'mine', the full bath. guess what? she likes 'mine' better.
Isn't that funny, Rose? At around age 13, my daughter suddenly adopted "my" bathroom as hers...and hers was a full bathroom as well! It makes no sense.
Strange thing is, as I wrote that, I'm recalling "sneaking" into my parent's bathroom for a shower myself when I was a teen...maybe there is some research somewhere...
Posted: Jun 4, 08 9:36pm
That is "14" people and one bathroom with no shower just a claw foot bathtub.
Wow, dot...I was about to discuss my childhood with seven people sharing 1.5 bathrooms, but you just beat me out by a mile!
Posted: Jun 4, 08 9:43pm
Yeah, well, I too grew up with only one bath, no shower/clawfoot tub. Of course, there was just Mom, sis, and I. When the toilet would back-up, my mother refused to call the landlady because she was sure we'd be tossed out. We had to walk to the gas station on the corner (Sunset Blvd.) and use their facilities until the paycheck came and Mom could call the plumber. I became really, really good about not using too much toilet paper.
Did I mention the five snow-filled miles I had to walk in order to get to school?!
Oh, no. Wrong memory... I grew up in L.A.