Dear women with whom I used to live,
I'm so sorry that I always blamed you for leaving so much hair in the sink, in the general bathroom area, and around the house. Though we never had any conversations about the wandering follicles, I judged you. I thought that most, if not all of it, was YOUR hair.
I've always known it was wrong of me to quietly assume that it was yours, but I had no reason to believe I wasn't seeing the facts clearly. Who knew that one strand of MY hair could look so dark against the white tiled walls of our bathroom? Who knew it could look like that when not attached to my head? Although, almost literally right before my very eyes (or above my eyes in the case of my bangs), I had no idea.
However, since I've been living with a boy (who, by the way, doesn't shed much) and having only had a few visitors in the apartment, I have no one to blame for the hair in the sink, the drain, or gathered in the corners of the hard-wood floor, except myself. At first, I didn't think it could have possibly been mine. Maybe the former tenets. Maybe some stowaways from my last apartment. But no. Mine. After all the sweeping and cleaning, it always turns out to be mine.
Though you may have never known I was blaming you, sorry. I was mistaken. Please excuse me. I intended no harm.
Also please forgive if you happened to notice me lashing out in any passive-aggressive ways (like wiping "YOUR" hair back onto your towel). Oops!?! My bad. I'm sorry!
Much love,
Kimberly
P.S. Ryan: just so you know, if any long hair ends up on your towel, it was an accident!!!
Aunt Janet's Apple Pie #52
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Um, could you hand me my naked!?
lol! this is hilarious and also reminds me of a talk i read in the ensign (something about spots on the mirror) anyway, your story is definitely funnier. :D
Ok, so we all leave things unsightly in the sink from time to time, but can I please mention the wonderful things that I gained from living with Kimberly Calder Simmons? After enjoying a refreshing foot bath tonight, I can't help but have fond memories of this little nightly ritual Kimberly inspired. Also my culinary skills now include a yummy Spaguetti Squash steamed in the microwave, and a screamin' mango/avocado salsa. Additionally, I have permanently imprinted in my mind the image of Kimberley with a head lamp reading in bed lulling herself to sleep. I bet Ryan doesn't get to see that every night! Thanks Kimberly for your wonderful roomate-ism's you shared. Ryan is so lucky! Does he even know???
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