Thursdays are the only days we have to be somewhere in the morning. We're not good at it. In typical Thursday morning fashion, I was flying around the house like a crazed bird, trying to get everyone fed, educated, cleaned, dressed, and out the door. Two minutes before scheduled departure time, I jumped in the shower to wash only my stinky body (no time for hair today).
Less than a minute later, I'm out of the shower and multi-tasking. I'm getting dressed, changing the roll of toilet paper, and singing a song I made up to motivate myself and amuse the children (who don't do well with rushing). I was singing something about being a fast mommy who changes toilet paper rolls with great speed, and then the song ended abruptly as I dropped the new roll right into the toilet. I couldn't bring myself to throw it away (it was Charmin, not the cheap stuff!). The toilet water was clean when the Charmin fell in, so should I let it dry and use it? No time to decide such matters now, so I snatched it out and threw it in the tub to deal with later.
I told the kids about it as we were running to the garage. Noah asked what I did with it. When I told him, he said, "Ewwww, I'm never using that shower again." I told him I hated to waste all that good toilet paper. A few minutes later, he noticed that I was driving way faster than I usually do. He said, "Mom, are you speeding? Now you're wasting toilet paper AND gas!"
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