I've never liked raising my voice, and I'm sure the neighbors don't appreciate it either, but it's easier to raise my voice to talk to the S.O. than it is to walk over to where he is sitting. I'm having trouble training myself out of this habit, and it's only been a little while.
Having two bathrooms means purchasing twice the toilet paper because I get paranoid when I see only half the expected stock-pile of extra rolls under the sink.
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