Since when did it become necessary to have a bathroom big enough to hold The Morman Tabernacle Choir--or at least a part thereof? Most houses built through the first three-quarters of the 20th Century had bathrooms just roomy enough to take care of the activities one generally associates with a bathroom. Then came the idea of increasing the size and adding a second bathroom called the Master Bath so couples could perform their ablutions at the same time, fostering more togetherness (and therefore more romance?) in the relationship. Personally, I never found it romantic to watch my mate's slobbery tooth-brushing and spitting while I was massaging anti-wrinkle cream onto my face and various other body parts. Most wives and mothers are tending to the kids or cooking breakfast in the mornings. Performing one's morning rituals at the same time does not a marriage make--especially when one of those rituals is the great morning dump.
What else does one do in a huge bathroom? Check one's golf swing? Practice naked dance routines? Examine all the contours of one's body from every angle and multiple distances? Have family reunions?
Who cleans it all? Two sinks covered with dried toothpaste, soap scum, shaving stubble and makeup dust are twice as much work to clean as one. Such handy tools as the Swiffer WetJet (my favorite toy) make floor cleaning easier, but it's still extra floor space that has to be dealt with.
Our latest financial crises are causing some people to have to reduce the size of the houses they live in. Will they also be willing to give up the luxurious layouts of the lavatories? Or will the fact that our 21st Century bodies are bigger require that the extra square footage be kept for our ever-widening posteriors?
What will happen in, or for, the end?
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