The Jack and Jill dilema.

Anybody who knows me well, knows I have one of the most hygenically challenged and generally foul sisters in the world. On a previous blog, you can read about the underwear issues, which, still to this day, has not been completely resolved.
Maddie and I have a Jack & Jill bathroom situation.
Here is a diagram I have drawn;


So, being in the shared bathroom area, there is a door to her room and mine. The lock on the door to her room has been broken since I can remember, (Guess who broke it...) so I can't lock her out if I wanted to. But everyday, she goes to the bathroom, locks the door, and doesn't have the consideration to unlock it when she leaves, therefore locking me out. Like the underwear and other annoyances, this has been going on forever, and nobody will do anthing about it, so today, I DID.
This morning I woke up, needing to go to the bathroom, and ran into the familiar frusteration of being locked out. I tried to go through her room, but she had locked her door as well and was dead asleep. So there I was, 7 am, standing in the hallway, completely locked out. As you can imagine, I was pissed. She is the laziest person I have ever known; I am constantly having to wake her up from in front of the tv, turn the tv off, get her in bed, turn the lights off....and I don't do this happily. I am disgusted that someone of her age is still completely incapable of the smallest responsibilities.
So today, she was with a friend, Andy was at work, and Kellan & my parents were sleeping. During this time, I snuck downstairs, got all the tools I needed, snuck back upstaris, and proceeded in unscrewing the doorknob, completely taking it apart, putting it back together, and turning it around...so that the locking part would be on my side of the door. It was quite the task, seeing as I am not very handy with screws and tools and doors.....but I did it. Afterwards, I was very pleased with myself, gloating even. Hours later, while Maddie was bitching at me from her room, she walks in the bathroom and after afew minutes, realizes that the lock is on my side. She freaked out, cussed me out, and ran downstairs to tattle, soon running back up telling me that, "Mom says you're not allowed to." She yells at me some more, and in my safely double locked room, I just turn my headphones way up.
At this point, I don't care. It's done. Anyone is welcome to turn it around, but I will eventually counteract that again. And I'm not too worried about that, she's too lazy to even attempt it. I am sick and tired of having to be responisble for her laziness, immiturity, and just flat out inconsiderate stupidity and her lacking in simple responsibility of self. Wow, I feel like a mother. (And from this point forward, I will have empathy for my mother until something screws that up.)
NOBODY should have to have to be toiletless becasue someone is too lazy and inconsiderate to twist and unlock a doorknob. Good thing I won't have to be anymore.