A Daily Thing

When I moved with my sister to the 17th arrondissement (métro stop Rome to be exact – a bit too close to the Place de Clichy for comfort, which at night is a seedy dump), she decided to do things well and draw a Feng Shui map of our apartment.  (So we could arrange things around in the optimal way – thus attracting wealth, happiness, and gorgeous men into our lives while feeling completely balanced and zen – from what I understand).

About half an hour into it she stumbled into my room, half horrified and half giggling.  According to her calculations, the centre of our apartment, the energetic hotspot (the one place that really matters) was (drumroll!) the toilet.

That’s right, the toilet.

So we hung a small crystal ball above it, and chanted every time we flushed.  Or something to that effect.

Now you know what to do if your toilet is in the way of your energetic hotspot.  As for me, I have one of the funniest memories of my life rolling into one the 17th arrondissement, Feng Shui and a toilet (and the expression on my sister’s face telling me all about it).  Classic.

(Image is from here).