What I did when I was alone

When my wife was out of town this past week, I did some things differently. I completed watching a movie she suggested we abandon midway. I listened to podcasts without my headphones on. I even bought dinner from Chipotle. And out of the things I kept the same as usual, one seemed worth pondering: I would close the bathroom door every time I went. Now why did I do that? In a locked house with only…