Vince has been bugging me for many months now to extend his electronic curfew time. This week, he campaigned in earnest. He started messing with Edda at her bedtime, he started stealing internet time from our various little outdated devices in our bed. I’m worn out, tonight I extended it another 30 min to 9:30.
I went to the police station today. They converted the old post office (a beautiful building in downtown Rockville) to the new police station.
It’s a little confusing because they left the lobby just like the post office. They had to tape a handmade sign to the front door – THIS IS NOT THE POST OFFICE.
I had to swim today because my ankle is still bothering me, hopefully another few days it’ll be fine. I don’t usually go in the direction of the pool and so I was surprised to see this new sign:
Go Rockville! We know what side we are on for the bathroom bill. It’s interesting though – it is a 2 stall bathroom, but now you are suppose to knock before going in and then you can lock it behind you. I did not lock it behind me because I don’t care who poops next to me. As long as you don’t fart at the same time. That might be unacceptable. I think they could just drop the “all-gender” part from the sign and just say “bathroom”.
2 thoughts on “Bedtime curfew, post office, all-gender bathroom.”
I'm with you Doris. All I care about is that the next "sweetie cleans or lowers the seaty".
Now if we can have changing tables for grown up ppl with disabilities, we will be all set as far as bathroom situations go 🙂