Tara asks the eternal question:

Toilet paper over the roll or under? Just for something light.

HAH!  I will admit, that as a young woman, I was seduced by the “under roll” crowd.   It made everything look so neat and precise.  I am really, really into the concept of neat and precise.  No torn-off jagged ends to remind me of the last occupant.  I didn’t have to think of the fact that OTHER people were, well, you know, on the SAME SEAT that I was.  It almost hid the true purpose of that pristine white roll.  You just almost could think of it as something other than a big continuous sheet of buttwiping paper.  Oh, yeah.  Out of sight, out of mind.

But now I am in the second half of life where function definitely triumphs over form.  The bleary-eyed middle aged me no longer cares as much about how the damn thing looks so long as I can most efficiently locate both roll AND end in the middle of the night.  Hell, as a 40-something year old with a toddler, I am just glad if the roll is actually ON the roller, rather than perched precariously on top of the tank or completely discharged in a heap on the bathroom floor.    The optimal position for quick location and dispensation to a middle-aged woman, desperately in need of bifocals, and stumbling in the half dark is definitively OVER the roll. 

Efficiency.  At my age, it’s all about efficiency.