If someone would have told me 8 years ago to get ready to deal with shit on a regular basis, I would have laughed.
Who deals with poop unless they have babies and toddlers?
I got this text from DH yesterday
"There is a giant shit in SS's bathroom trash can"
So, I'm thinking one of the dogs must have been feeling sick and had an accident and SS cleaned it up and put it in the trash instead of the toilet.
Apparently, SS pooped his pants in the middle of the night??? Instead of cleaning himself up and flushing the turd, he wiped himself with a piece of notebook paper and put it in the bathroom trash. It sat in there for several days before DH went in there and smelled it.
I said to DH "What the heck. I've been drunk off my ass and never shit myself. AND why would he put it in the trash can and leave it in there." Of course, DH gets mad at me.
Just another day in stephell.