I know, I know; outhouses (at least in America), are long a thing of the past.
I know that.
And, I also know that I normally don't have to get up in the night to take a bathroom break.
But, this morning at 2:30, as I was awakened by that strong pull of the bladder wanting to be emptied, I thought about what if I had had an outhouse. Terrible! I would have hated that!
And, it made me so appreciative of that little room right next door to the bedroom.
I am so very grateful.
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