A shower, My Kingdom for a Shower!

You know, its hard living with other people, even if those other people are all thoughtful. But to have two of three "roommates" that don't see the bigger picture..... I am so ready, we all are really, to move into our own place. To know that I can make dinner. With Shannon you never know if or when she is coming home in the afternoon and then when she is home relatively early she might pull stuff out for dinner. Great, we all try to cook for everyone, not just our respective families. Tim needs to leave the house at 7. I will wait for Shannon to get dinner started, but by 5 we can tell dinner won't be ready for Tim to eat, so we decide to make us something so that Tim can eat and we go downstairs and that's about when Shannon starts cooking. More then once the kids haven't eaten till almost bedtime and Tim has had to buy dinner cause there is no room for more then one person cooking dinner and Shannon either forgets or doesn't pay attention to the time. I let them know when I am making dinner and find out their schedules so I can plan dinner for a convenient time for everyone, common courtesy or am I too obsessive with details?
Another thing, we buy our own snacks and try to by our family's food so that everyone has what they like. With Tim's job he really doesn't get a chance to sit and eat so he needs quick easy things to eat, pop tarts, Special K bars, granola bars etc.... I like an occasional sweet and so I but Oatmeal cream cookie sandwich's, or some Barq's Rootbeer. We have noticed a time or two that our snacks have been eaten but it was two or three from the box, Ok, we can't expect Isaiah to keep his hands off all the sweets in the house or begrudge Shannon or dad to grab something in a pinch. A couple of weeks ago I went to have a rootbeer, we had bought a 12 pack and Tim had had one and I hadn't touched it yet. I get to the basement, reach into the case....nothing, the whole 11 left are gone! Ok, I am not gonna quibble over soda that I hardly ever drink, I mean that 12 pack could've sat there for 4 months before I had an urge to drink one. But then this week alone, I had gotten Tim a 12 pack of special K bars and gotten the two of us a 12 pack of Oatmeal Cream cookie sandwich's. Nothing ever goes missing till after we open it. This weekend Tim had 2 Oatmeal cookies and then Wednesday he took two Special K bars to work. On Thursday I went to get an Oatmeal cookie, there was ONE left! Tim went to get a Special K bar last night, there were TWO left and on closer inspection at least 5 bags of his chips, the small individual ones, went missing all of a sudden too, the nacho cheese Doritos!!!
I knew dad would never, he and mom taught me and as such always asks before taking anything that is not theirs, and if he is not sure he asks. Shannon and I had a discussion about this awhile back because all of our pop tarts had gone missing and she had told Isaiah he could have one and so he kept going back. He knows that those two tiny shelves in the pantry are ours, no doubt. He has been told. So I brought it up last night. Isaiah has been having a hard week, he hasn't been listening at all, just like Dylan. He has had an attitude and when I was babysitting him the other day he slammed the door and stomped off to do exactly what I told him he wasn't to do, because he didn't like my answer, but that's another story.
So we told Dad and Shannon last night. Dad was way pissed, Shannon not so much so, but she stood behind dad this time. Isaiah to say the least was none to happy that he couldn't go with a friend to some shin-dig at the Jr. High. I started to feel bad but then went over his attitude this week and just couldn't.
So we come to the kicker, the straw that got this camel writing out grievances I have been keeping between Tim and I. All I wanted this morning was to take a shower. I have been able to take a shower easy every day since Dylan started school, what with Isaiah in school and Shannon at work, but Shannon isn't working during the day anymore so she is home and I have to guess when she needs the bathroom. This morning I got up early, expecting Shannon to be sleeping since she isn't working. There I went again, trying to assume in this house. There is no schedule here, no one takes a shower at the same time everyday or does anything at the same time everyday. Ok Dad does for the most part. Anyways so I grab my towel and head done stairs to find most of the lights in the house blazing, my head was already starting to hang in defeat before I ever got to the bathroom and sure enough the bathroom light was on. Granted the door was open and no one was there but when you leave a bathroom light on that implies you are still using the bathroom. So I trudged upstairs to wait for the sounds of the shower or anything to let me know when the shower was available. At 5 after 7 I needed to get Dylan's lunch ready so I had to give up and get dressed, when I went downstairs to make his PB&J Shannon was coming up from the basement, she had been downstairs the entire time working out! Now I know I could've searched the house to ask, but then if she was she would have felt obliged to let me take a shower before her. She is really sweet like that, but I grew up in a house that you had to think about the whole picture. You had to know who was doing what so that no one got in someones way, you made sure to turn off lights when you weren't in a room. I have missed more showers in the last 3 months. I prefer to take one before I go to bed but here everyone is asleep by the time I am ready to go to bed and the noise would wake someone up so its not an option.
I cannot wait to be able to have full run of my own home, my own kitchen and snacks, my own bathroom.
To be free!!!!