Three ladies – PANTS DOWN - WTF?

In Austrialia, we girls have adopted many a habit from the yanks. Women’s rights for example (which we have taken and transformed into a woman’s right to behave like a man). Internet dating (which is gaining popularity), and reducing our carb intake in the evenings. Yet in many ways we manage to retain our English heritage. We still have our high-tea venues, our ability to tolerate endless cricket updates, and by god! --We still have our modesty!

So the Aussie’s who read this will understand my distress when the following happened...

I arrived home at 1am, and snuck into the bathroom, past the open bedroom where Ada and the weekend nurse - Betty, lay sleeping. I gave myself a ‘writer’s shower’ where I used baby-wipes on my pits and bits. (Going running in the morning, so can shower then.)

With no clean undies left, I opt for a dash back to my pj’s in my singlet only. But on my half-naked dash back, I glance into the bedroom to see Ada – on her potty, PANTS DOWN. I’m so quick, I don’t recall seeing the nurse until it’s too late. She's in the kitchen. She looks up in surprise – to see me PANTS DOWN, trotting towards my bag. But I’m in shock too – because indeed – she also has her PANTS DOWN, and is doing something with paper towels behind the bench.

WTF? How did three women, end up in a dark apartment at 1am with our PANTS DOWN, all at the same time?

The next morning, we all pretended that nothing had happened. This is probably a universal reaction, that transcends cultural differences.