Gilberto has been using my toothbrush!
I'm more disgusted by this discovery than anything else I've ever been disgusted by in my entire life.
I caught him this morning when he thought I was downstairs. I was, but I came back up for my moisturizer. Thank God!
His first line of defense was that we kiss, so it's the same. My reply was that I DON'T PRY FOOD AND PLAQUE FROM HIS TEETH WITH MY TONGUE, so it's NOT the same.
His second line of defense was that I hadn't unpacked his suitcase yet, so he didn't have his own toothbrush to use. My reply was that I'M NOT HIS FRICKIN MAID OR MOTHER AND HE CAN WALK HIS LAZY ASS TWO FEET INTO THE BEDROOM AND UNPACK HIS OWN DAMNED TOOTHBRUSH.
Apparently he's been drying it on a towel so that I wouldn't know. The bastard thought I would laugh when he told me that. What world is he living in that he'd think I'd laugh? I did NOT laugh. Instead I told him I wished I could puke on him so he could feel as gross as I did.
I'm pretty sure I didn't get through to him, because he was all cheery as he left for work. Damn cheery man.
I have an electric toothbrush that I really really like, so the head is on the kitchen counter waiting to be boiled. For the time being, I'm using the toothbrush I bought for the plane.
As for the suitcase, it's been sitting in our bedroom for a week and half because I refuse to unpack it. Just because Gilberto works hard all day doesn't mean he doesn't have to lift a finger when he gets home. I may be a SAHM now, but I am not his valet.
As long as this suitcase standoff continues, I guess I'll have to resort to hiding my toothbrush.