We need separate bathrooms

Not because we can't get along.

Not because sharing is inconvenient.

Not because of anything to do with... well anything involving toliet paper.

We need separate bathrooms for our toothbrushes.

If you've read my blog before you know what I'm about to say...

I used Justin's toothbrush.

Not his brand new, never-been used tooth brush but definitely HIS toothbrush.

Again.

Yes, it's happened before and it happened again.

You might be trying to help a girl out...

Surely, they look alike hence the mistake.

No. They. Don't.

This week I was going on a business trip (at a time that should be outlawed) and Justin the sweet guy he is got up with me while I was getting ready. I was trying to look presentable while packing my bag and deciding I should have done my nails the night before when I was brushing my teeth.

Justin was getting ready too and patiently waiting when I set the toothbrush down. 

And then it hit me.

I just set down a blue toothbrush. My toothbrush is pink and unless this is sleeping beauty

Throwback!

I'm pretty sure I wasn't supposed to use the toothbrush I just used.

I slightly blamed Justin. After all, he moved my toothbrush and put his right where I left mine.

But who am I kidding...

I'd like to say I've learned my lesson. But I doubt it.

Just don't invite me to stay at your house... I apparently have no respect for your personal toothbrush space.