Growing up, my sisters and I knew my Mom was somewhat of a toilet paper snob. Not that she'd ever call herself such, but she was very picky about her TP.
We even had discussions on toilet paper. Not frequently, but we had them.
With that history, I find myself aware of the selection in other bathrooms. I notice textures, thickness, how well it holds up.
I lean towards the brand I knew as a child. But I am not exclusive in my paper purchases. I've dabbled with other thicknesses, other textures (but never other colors. Really, matching your tp color is just going a bit to far!). I recently discovered a store brand that exactly mimics my favorite childhood brand and have felt much happier about the current price point of my tissue.
It's just so annoying to be doing your business and discover you are out of the precious stuff. And on my quest to raise my children to be self-sufficient, I have become uber conscious of the level remaining on every roll. I change every single roll myself. I check the level of supplies in each bathroom. I do NOT want my children to be without (they are still grasping the whole cleanliness thing anyway - I've got to make it as easy as possible on them!)
But . . . I just realized I'm taking something away from them too. My kids don't know HOW to change a roll of TP. That's not being self sufficient. So, today, as I notice the almost empty roll, I pledge to change my ways. Today I will teach Buddy this all important task. I will make him in charge of changing every empty roll he sees.
And someday, his wife will be grateful that her husband is so thoughtful.
Ok, so I'm sure most mothers have attempted to teach their sons this. And I know that in all likely hood, he won't do it at all once he's a teenager. But for today, I'm going to go with my lofty dreams and be at peace!