I am flaring bad right now but seem to always make it to the bathroom. Well, this morning was another story. I get up at 7 am to go and when I get to the bathroom, there's no toilet paper. I make a quick dash to the linen closet to get TP and by the time I get back to the bathroom, it's too late. I went on the floor and rug and half-assedly lifted up the toilet to try to get the rest in there. It got all down the sides and all over my clothes. And of course, I wasn't wearing my glasses because it was early so I couldn't even see exactly where everything went... hence, I stepped in it. I heard my stepdad coming down the stairs and I was like- uhh this cannot be happening! I ended up flushing the toilet, wiping up the floor mess with toilet paper, and running upstairs butt naked to get new clothes. Luckily, I found the cleaning supplies, put on my glasses and a new outfit (with a Depends diaper this time) so I went downstairs and started mopping out the floor and threw the gross rug in the wash. My clothes are soaking in the sink upstairs in hot soapy water. Of course he asked what happened and I told him. I was really embarassed and started to cry so I'm sure that made him feel uncomfortable.
Uhh the joys of UC never end. Hope you are having a better morning than I am.