They say in love you have good days and you have bad days but couples grow stronger because they survive through the bad and are grateful for the good. This is a tale of a bad day…
For Christmas this year my lovely mother-in-law treated me to some lovely Mac Face Wipes. You know the really expensive ones that you use sparingly. The nice ones that you would only use half the wipe for everyday make up and then consider folding it up and putting it back in the packet for the next day… yeah those ones.
Anyway I digress, I received them for Christmas and have been using them every now and again, usually when I’ve been out and my make up application is a lot heavier than usual. I love them because you can rub and rub but it doesn’t feel like hey are ripping your skin away or like your eyeballs have turned inside out.
Now since Christmas I haven’t been going out too much… in fact my Instagram and Facebook may suggest that I haven’t seen the inside of a London Night Club in a very long time (must do that soon…). So, you can understand my surprise when I notice half the packet missing. Now I know they are a little luxury but I also know the packet says “45 sheets”… and I definitely haven’t been out that many times since Christmas.
My first thoughts were I’d been sleep partying (obviously) – dreaming so hard of Rokaoke (if you know you know) that I sleep walk to Roadhouse every Wednesday evening for a dance and a Gin & Tonic then come home take of my glad rags and hop back into bed none the wiser. Now as much as I’d love to think my body and my subconscious could handle that level of partying we all know it not a reasonable explanation.
However…Mr Willett’s has an ever so slightly small obsession for trainers and is also a little OCD… and to my absolute shock and disgust I caught him using my lovely MAC face wipes to CLEAN HIS TRAINERS AFTER HE WEARS THEM. Thats right ladies an gentlemen I’ve married a man who buys £100’s of trainers wears them out in the rain and mud then comes home and uses my make up wipes to clean them down. Apparently he NEEDS to keep them “fresh”.
Needless to say I lost my cool at him for a good 20 minutes had a back and forth battle to make him understand that its NOT normal to clean your trainers after you wear them and that they will get dirty should you wear the outside where there is dirt but also that he’s using a 36p face wipe!!!! I’d call the argument a win for me… I’m sure he’d disagree.
In the end we compromised. We slept on it and the following day I popped into Boots and picked him up his very own packet of 99p 250 sheets Boots own baby wipes. I accepted the fact that he’s a little odd and cares more about his trainers than my face and in turn he stood and took a lesson on the difference between a MAC cosmetic wipe and your everyday cosmetic wipes. That ladies and gentleman is what marriage is all about… compromise and understanding.
He still owes me a packet of face wipes… and I still don’t understand why he cleans his trainers after every use, hey ho!
Have a great week!
Mrs Willetts x