How a Toilet Makes Me Happy

I’m going to start and end this post with the same question:

When did you realize you’re an adult?

I got my license at 18, not 16 like the rest of my friends (see post here). When I turned 21, I didn’t go out and drink. I don’t remember what I did. I probably played Trivial Pursuit with my husband (then fiance), his sister and her husband. (For the record, I suck at that game).

My 20s were spent playing board games.

My 20s were spent playing board games.

I got married at 22, bought a house at 23, and also 2 dogs. I had a full-time job, and my husband did, too. Still, I didn’t really feel like an adult. Adults had careers, kids, and owned their vehicles outright. At 23, I really didn’t have any of that. I spent nights watching Survivor or King of Queens, not quality news shows where I could learn about things going on in the world. All I cared about was the weather when it came to the news, which I still do to this day. Pretty dumb considering it’s not like the weather is some huge surprise.

The first time I realized I was an adult was when I asked my husband for a dust buster. I don’t remember if it was a request for Valentine’s Day or my birthday or Christmas. I remember his coworkers told him I couldn’t be serious and he needed to get me something special. They don’t know me like he does. I truly wanted a dust buster. And I got one. It doesn’t work anymore. In fact, I think I’ve gone through two now. I’ve learned dust busters suck, anyway. That’s not the point.

Really ... you're better off just using the vacuum attachments.

Really … you’re better off just using the vacuum attachments.

Years passed, I had kids, sold my house and bought a new one. At this point, I know by age, I am an adult, but, still, I don’t feel that way. Hey, I still find farts funny. I’ll have a diet soda (pop for those not from Wisconsin) over an alcoholic beverage. I wear yoga pants and a t-shirt every day instead of nice, dressy clothes. I love shows on ABC Family and the CW (The Secret Life of the American Teenager or Jane the Virgin, anyone?)

Last night my husband and I were watching The Mindy Project and a commercial came on for a toilet. I have been wanting a new toilet in almost every bathroom of my house for awhile. I have asked for a toilet for my birthday. I saw this and my heart skipped a beat.

I. Must. Have. This. Toilet.

Isn't she gorgeous?

Isn’t she gorgeous?

I mean, look at this:

  • Helps to reduce overflows by preventing flushing if the water in the bowl is at a critical level in the bowl
  • Clean, touch-free flush with a simple wave of the hand
  • Built-in sensors alert you to possible tank leaks, potentially saving money and water

Why wouldn’t you want a toilet like that? Here’s more detail if you need or want it.

This morning, my husband ordered the toilet for me. Just one. We’ll replace the other ones at a later date. But I am so excited. Yes, it’s the little things. I’m requesting a toilet over a piece of jewelry. Am I an adult now?

So, I’ll ask you again, when did you realize you’re an adult?