All my stuff goes missing.
Seriously. It drives me crazy.
Yesterday, I bought a new package of underwear, because I felt like I was missing half of my underwear. When we got home, I immediately took it back to our bedroom. This morning? The whole stinking package is missing.
So is the maxi dress I planned to wear.
And the strapless bra that I planned to wear with it.
I tried to walk out the door to water some plants this morning, and I'm missing one of every pair of shoes that I own.
I have two hairbrushes. Both were MIA when I hopped out of the shower this morning. I found one in Lizzy's backpack, and the other is still missing.
Seriously. I mean, I know our house looks like a bomb went off, which I'm sure is not helping things, but COME ON. Even if a young girl whose name rhymes with "Hizzy" is taking and hiding these things (as I suspect)...our house isn't that big...WHERE DOES IT GO?!
Justin has been wanting to buy a little safe to put under his side of the bed. I think I'm going to need one as well, to start shoving all the crap I need on a daily basis inside.
AND NO YOU MAY NOT DRINK THE WATER OUT OF MY WATER BOTTLE INSTEAD OF YOUR OWN JUST BECAUSE IT "TASTES BETTER."