the controversial bathroom post of '07

we all have things about us that we'd rather not let people examine closely, certain areas of our lives if laid bare would show us a dingy and disorganized person. that perhaps if that place were seen people would judge and criticize and sometimes whatever they say, whatever the examination means is possibly true. and is that really something to feel bad about? it's truth. it's the reality of the situation. the truth about our bathroom is that it's half done and in disrepair. and that it's been this way for 20 years. since 1988. since i was 12. that i grew up with a mortification of anyone having to come over and use it. that over time i became less embarrassed, less distressed and uptight about such a thing bcs over so long those feelings wore away to a tiny little bit of fact. normal people would react this way. normal people would feel humiliated. my parents gift and curse is that they can overlook a lot of things so much so that they no longer see things for what they are and only if reminded, if people are coming over, or i point to it does mom realize the way normal people might react. everday this bathroom bothers me. our kitchen bothers me... the floor rotting away bothers me. bcs part of my gift and curse is that my eye always roves for an aesthetic perfection and it never stops. the bathroom became this way because the old plaster doesn't match with the now old new drywall. my parents came against the problem and their pause became a halt which became a stop which became a forgotten. and it had very little to do with money...at the end, after all this time. so after 20years a very old galvanized pipe sprang a leak and as my mom had suspected for sometime there was moisture building- and only confirmed when in the cooler winter months a giant fungus sprung up on the bathroom wall behind the toilet. so my dad knocked into the wall and the leak, no a stream, was present. and with that it became a reality that the pipes needed to be replaced, that the walls because of that, would be redone and since all of that was being redone they would replace the cabinets, and the floor and on into the kitchen. and that whatever excuse, like moving, or building a new house, ceased to exist... of course this is suppose to happen in the new year. and i'm looking forward with a wary eye. possibly glee. of such a thing coming true. with a hope that even after so long, things can change for the better, and that it's okay to show a part of yourself that needs repair in the hopes that with the better part of man it'll be fixed and made new again.