Thursday, February 26, 2009
SPA 2009 - Thursday Night
It's finally here. Left work at 1:00, was checking into my room by 3:30.
And look what I found in the bathroom. It's a conspiracy. I know it.
My DH brings his soaps home from business trips. Yes, the clean, dry wrapped ones - I have no issue with that. What drives me nuts and makes me question his sanity is that he always brings home the USED ones too. He brings Ziplocs for that very purpose.
And I bust his cookies about it at every opportunity.
And now, lookit. Turns out Mr. Save-Everything-Cuz-The-Great-Depression-Might-Just-Come-Back was really just ahead of the curve.