Another Stroke of Genius
I, like many others, do my best thinking in the bathroom. This was one of those moments.
It happens from time to time. A stroke of genius. How have I lived this long without a Nobel Peace Prize?
I took a shower yesterday. This, in itself is an accomplishment. On the floor of my shower, I have several non-slip pads. They are pink and shaped like flowers. I have busted my a$$ in my shower before, and so I went to Target and purchased a set of these convenient stick-on pads.
I got out of the shower and really had to pee. I don't pee in the shower. Let me amend that. I don't generally pee in the shower. I pee in the shower at other people's homes because I don't like to sit on toilet seats that are not my own. I'm not saying that I park myself over the edge of the tub when I have to go. What I mean here is that I pee in the shower at other people's homes when I am taking a shower.
I lurched out of the shower and plopped onto the toilet seat. In hindsight (hindsight is Mad Dog 20/20), I should have dried off before sitting. I had to go. Badly. I slipped right off the toilet and caught myself with my ribcage on the edge of the tub.
So, I have a new invention. Non-slip toilet seats.
The seats could be non-slip, or one could purchase the adhesive stickers and apply them directly to the existing toilet seat. They will come in cute colors and shapes. Butterflies, hearts, flowers, rubber duckies, green clovers, and purple horseshoes.
Yes, they will be slightly abrasive. I prefer to call that "exfoliating." A smooth a$$ and no more risk of knocking myself out on the tile floor. What more could I want?
My ribs are bruised, but they will heal. My bath mat is soiled, but is is washable.
Must get to work on prototype.