Dd has just revealed to me that the reason I haven't been able to find my new Lancome foundation despite looking quite noisily every day is that she smashed the bottle. I was hoping she had secreted it somewhere to try it and was afraid of being told off.
I really can't afford expensive make up but I have recently developed horrible rosacea so treated myself to cheer myself up. I loved it. I can't afford to buy it again. My rosacea is blossoming. The medication is not working fast enough. I have pmt. I want to cry.
My only consolation is that she owned up and also managed to tidy it upto conceal her 'crime' really well. I managed not to get angry with her too, which is a win but now I want someone to moan to about it. Dh wouldn't understand.
What dreadful things have your kids done to your coveted items that will help me get over it?