I've always put it over in the past. With the ends folded nicely to a point, like an envelope. Marriage changed that.

With the birth of our first child, it became necessary to hang it so that it drapes under, so when he came along and spun the holy hell out of it the entire roll wouldn't empty into a two foot high pile on the floor.

Now that we have three children...it's either on the window sill, the countertop, the shelf across the way, or my favorite place...the back of the toilet, where one has to treat the toilet seat like a sit & spin just to reach the damn thing!

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.