I went shopping yesterday and one of my top priorities was to buy (yet more) sanitary towels.
Somehow I didn’t write that down (cause you can’t really forget when you’ve been bleeding for 29 days, right?).
Somehow I didn’t pick them up in the supermarket, and somehow I didn’t remember that I’d forgotten until I got out of bed this morning and reached into the drawer for a new one.
One lone towel stared back at me from the otherwise empty pack.
I remembered I had forgotten to buy them, sighed, and decided I’d pick some more up on our way out this morning.
I peeled the adhesive back off the last remaining sanitary towel, popped it in my pants and went straight into the bathroom. I sat down for a wee and somehow as I sat down the towel pinged out of my pants and flipped straight down the toilet.
And I thought 2014 was gonna be my year.