Alright, so someone, or maybe it was just me daydreaming, brought up this whole ‘butt to butt’ thing. Sounded kinda out there, you know? Like one of those things you read about and go, ‘Huh, do people actually do that?’
So, me being me, or maybe us being us, we figured, ‘What the heck, let’s give it a go.’ Not like we were training for the Olympics of weird positions or anything, just, you know, curiosity. Big mistake thinking it would be straightforward.
The thing is, we picked the absolute worst time to get adventurous. I remember it clear as day. It was that week when the washing machine decided to give up the ghost. Mid-cycle, of course. Suds everywhere, like a scene from a bad comedy. And I’d just spent what felt like a fortune on getting the car fixed the week before. Money was tight, spirits were, let’s say, ‘dampened’ like our bathroom floor.
So there we are, trying to contort ourselves into this position we saw in some article, probably. And all I could think is, ‘Is that water still leaking?’ and ‘How much is a new washing machine gonna set us back?’ Romantic, right? My partner wasn’t much better, kept sighing about having to go to the laundromat. Talk about a mood killer.
It’s funny, you try to spice things up, inject a bit of novelty, and life just slaps you with a wet towel, literally in our case. It’s like trying to build a fancy Lego castle when the table’s wobbly and someone keeps chucking random bricks at your head. The whole enterprise just becomes a bit of a laugh, or a cry, depending on the day.
So, that ‘butt to butt’ experiment? Honestly, it kind of dissolved into us just giving up and having a long, hard talk about whether we should try fixing the old machine or just bite the bullet and buy a new one. The position itself became a footnote to the great washing machine disaster of that year.
I guess what I’m saying is, sometimes these adventurous ideas are great in theory, but reality has a funny way of gate-crashing. It’s not always about the ‘how-to’ or the ‘perfect execution.’ More often, it’s about the messy, unpredictable stuff that happens around it. That’s the real story, usually. You just gotta roll with it, try to find the humor, and maybe call a plumber, or in our case, an appliance guy.
