We all need a change of scenery from time to time, right? It’s true. That’s why I’ve decided to move my bedroom into the bathroom. My family is all up in arms about it, which seems silly to me. Like, it’s not going to be the bathroom anymore, once I swap everything out. It’s just going to my bedroom.
I mean, sure, it will have a toilet in it, but it won’t be used as a toilet. That would just be weird! No, the toilet is going to be repurposed as my bedside table. It’s perfect for that, especially if I put my bed in the bathtub. That makes total sense, does it not? I can use the overhead shower to affix a reading light. Granted, could be a slight problem with the leaking shower. Repair work will be needed. But it’s nothing too crazy, and I’m prepared to foot the bill, so I don’t see what the big problem is.
My brother just leaned over my shoulder and filled me in. Apparently, it’s not my comfort that my family is worried about; it’s the fact that they won’t have a bathroom anymore. Sheesh. Okay, then. Tell me how you really feel. Haven’t they heard of just using a bucket? It’s not that hard, people.
Besides, if it’s really that much of an inconvenience they can just go ahead and build a new bathroom in my old bedroom. I’m sure there are plenty of bathroom designers within Melbourne who’d love to take on the task. When it comes down to it, though, my family is far too stingy to build a new bathroom. They’re just going to keep hassling me about my choices.
My mum just stormed over and firmly announced that I won’t be moving into the bathroom. According to her, I don’t have any choice in the matter, being aged 9 and all. Now dad’s chiming in from the next room, saying that while he admires my lateral thinking (which is very advanced for my age), my mother is right about this.
Hmph. Why do I have to be stuck with such a narrow-minded family?