I, too, live alone with 3 bathrooms available to me at all times. My late husband trained me on toilet seat etiquette. Seat down, lid down at all times except when in use. That's still what I do, even though he's been gone for 6 years.
In the past when I argued with exes about the seat, my reasoning went like this: I need the seat down 100% of the time. You need the seat down 25% of the time. 125% v. 75% wins, so seat down, please.
I'm fucking picky about how the toilet paper goes on the roller, too.
In the past when I argued with exes about the seat, my reasoning went like this: I need the seat down 100% of the time. You need the seat down 25% of the time. 125% v. 75% wins, so seat down, please.
I'm fucking picky about how the toilet paper goes on the roller, too.
