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My mates Sister is getting her kitchen remodeled for the next few days and as such has asked to be accommodated till its finished.
She is a nurse and doesn’t want to try and sleep whilst all the clanging and banging is going on mid morning when it is her sleep time.
I have known these guys for heaps and naturally it is no problem.
(He has a new girl on the scene so he declined her first up so I’m the lucky one).
She is here for maybe three days max.
Now don’t get me wrong,there is nothing gonna happen here,we are friends,so there will be no horizontal folk dancing goin on.
It’s just a place to crash.

So just before I set off for work today she arrives with a couple of bags and I hand her the spare keys with the usual “just make yourself at home” type stuff.
No problem.
“Do you mind if I put some things in the bathroom”?
Of course not,just treat it as your own place.
Do you want dinner etc?
No I will be fine thanks.
Just do your thing and I will come home as normal and all will be cool.

Me arrives home.
She’s gone to work.

I have walked into the place as I do and,well something is different.
First thoughts…
That’s not my bathroom.

I will explain.

I’m single at present and I have a fully functional Male bathroom.
It consists of 1 X shampoo and conditioner bottle.(On floor of bathroom recess).
1 X shaver
1 X shaver brush
1 X comb
1 X toothpaste
1 X towel

End of section.

But now.

Talk about fucking renovation rescue.

( I am not complaining).

But.

The transformation is nothing short of stunning.

There are now five towels (neatly) hanging from various positions throughout.
Plus mine.
My window ledge has all these little bottles of essence all neatly arranged and there is a candle burning smack bang in the middle.
She has put creams and cleansers all over the vanity unit and there is at least three bottles (each) of hair shampoo and conditioner now gracing my shower.
Four brands of soap and two bubble bath bottles line the outskirts of my bathtub.
There is a foot long plastic whatsit with a scourer on one side and a brush thingy on the other hooked over the cold tap and a bottle of that shit that smells nice but feels like rubbing sand onto your skin hanging from the hot tap.

And to top it off,the piece ala resistance.

A fucking fluffy pink loofaa thingy hanging from the shower head.

The toilet seat is also in the downward position.

My one socket power outlet now has an extension too.
It has to accommodate an electric toothbrush,two fucking hair-dryers and a mobile phone charger.
These are glowing and illuminating by an extension cord that runs into the spare room where she is staying.
God only knows what is going on in there.
The bags she brought in today must have been mini Tardis things from Doctor Who as I’m fucked if I know how it all fitted in there.
She’s supposed to be out by Saturday.

This year.

Man,my ex wife was bad for this type of stuff and the last G/F had a candle fetish but sheesh.
Does anyone have a Lady like this?
Why and WTF?

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