Some women are organized; the rest of us are just lucky
Just three minutes ago, Merry glanced up from her math homework.
"Do you know where the tape measure is?" she asked.
I looked up from the sink, where I was soaping a bowl. "You mean because we don't seem to have any rulers any more?"
"Yes."
I turned the water off. "Okay, listen. Go down in the bottom bathroom cupboard. Look in the back [behind the toilet cleaner and plunger] and pull out a pink box with a princess sticker on it. There you will find the tape measure."
Merry scrunched up her nose. "Weird place."
But she found the pink princess box. Inside: three tampons, a handful of quarters, and a miniature tape measure.
Some women are organized. Some women are just lucky to know where their pink princess boxes are.
"Do you know where the tape measure is?" she asked.
I looked up from the sink, where I was soaping a bowl. "You mean because we don't seem to have any rulers any more?"
"Yes."
I turned the water off. "Okay, listen. Go down in the bottom bathroom cupboard. Look in the back [behind the toilet cleaner and plunger] and pull out a pink box with a princess sticker on it. There you will find the tape measure."
Merry scrunched up her nose. "Weird place."
But she found the pink princess box. Inside: three tampons, a handful of quarters, and a miniature tape measure.
Some women are organized. Some women are just lucky to know where their pink princess boxes are.
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