We were in a rush this morning.
She spends an age doing her make-up so I tell her to get into the shower first..
I tell her to leave the shower running which she remembers this time.
I run in after her and have my shower. It was a nice hot one.
Then as I reached for my towel in my normal towel resting place I just grabbed at air!
I looked down and she had used it to dry her feet and mop up the water that had spilled onto the floor!
I shouted out and called her some names... Plus shouting for a new towel..
Guess what - her hair dryer overpowered my screams and I was left to drip dry.
I used an old flannel to dry myself!
Not happy!
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