I rarely share information like this, but I shared it with a friend who encouraged me to blog about it. It’s a “you gotta be kidding me” moment that I will bet most moms will laugh at and can completely relate to in one way or another.
It’s been a hectic morning, both at home (before I left for the office) and now at the office. It may only be Wednesday, but I swear this day is trying for a repeat performance of Monday.
I decide it’s time for a restroom break (no it’s not going to get gross). I grab a pantyliner from my purse and bring it with me to the restroom. If you’re a male and clueless as to what a pantyliner is, ask Google, if you don’t want to ask your wife or girlfriend.
I unwrap the pantyliner and discover that it has a beautiful pattern of purple glitter all over it. Obviously, there’s no way I can use it; not like it was a necessity anyway. I discard it and carry on.
I sit and ponder for a moment. Why is there trace amounts of purple glitter in my purse? What did my daughter give me to hold that glitter-fied my purse? How long has it been there? Why haven’t I noticed it before? What else (in the purse) is all sparkly now?
It’s hard enough being a woman at times. When your child(ren) decide to “help” you, even unintentionally, it can be just that more challenging to get through the day.
So while purple is my favorite color, I think I’ll keep the glitter away from sensitive body parts.