The other day I hopped into the shower and waiting for me was an empty bottle of conditioner and a broken shard of mirror. You can imagine my confusion.
Now I happen to have the most finicky hair you can imagine. If it doesn't get it's daily dose of conditioner, it becomes impossible to manage, or even comb through. I know what you are thinking, "Jennie, your hair is so blonde and straight, how could it possibly be difficult to manage?!" Well, if you don't believe me, than you might believe Kelsey, the girl who cuts my hair, who frequently refers to my hair as a monster. The point is- I need my conditioner. My husband, on the other hand, has barely any hair and I can't imagine a scenario where using conditioner would even alter it's make up in any way.
As for the broken glass, I don't think I am alone in thinking that I'd like to keep all broken and sharp things away from me while I am in my most vulnerable and slippery state. Plus, I just couldn't figure out where it had come from. None of the mirrors in the flat were broken.
So I ask myself:
1.) How is it possibly that my husband uses more hair conditioner than I do when his hair is all of 1 inch long? And if he used up the whole bottle, why didn't he throw it away?
2.) Why on earth is there broken glass in our shower?!
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