I’ve been over here flailing around trying to think of a blog topic and then I realized: it’s Friday. I can do what the heck I want. So this is what I want. I want a kitchen sink that faces towards the room and I want people to realize that, if they want me to do the dishes, they need to keep me company and talk to me. My kitchen sink faces a wall and we put a lovely photograph of the beach there. It’s attractive but hardly interactive. If I cannot have interactive dishwashing my second choice is no dishwashing. I’m flexible. I want kitchen shelves that can be made to move up or down at the push of a button. I do not want to reach up or bend down ever again. I do not want to have to get up on a kitchen ladder. Make the shelves move for me. Put them on some kind of track. How, exactly? That’s not my job. I’m the idea person. I know this is possible because I saw it on HGTV once. Okay, maybe it was on a show called “Extreme Homes.” So what? This is an extreme want. Lastly: I ...
A brief story. I saw a documentary about Little People some years back. (Dwarfism, achondroplasia). One gentleman featured in the film described an experience where someone of typical height visited his home. Naturally, many of the features in his residence had been retrofitted to accommodate his height. Including in the bathroom. When the visitor emerged from “using the facilities” he remarked, with some irritation, “There’s something wrong with your toilet!” That response has stayed with me for a long time. I am normal, thinks the man. I am of normal height. This toilet doesn’t accommodate me. There is something wrong with this toilet. This mindset prevails in too many areas of our lives and it is not only demeaning and limiting (think education and the workplace) but it can also be dangerous. If humans come in a variety of manifestations, acknowledging that and acting on that should be the goal. Sorting out the “normal” from everyone else and then planning only for that “normal...