I'm so annoyed.
My favorite pineapple-coconut body wash disappeared about four months ago.
Today I noticed that at the dance studio the hand soap dispenser had been refilled with yellow soap.
And I open the bottom cabinet and... yep. My favorite soap, almost empty.
I never told my mom that she could bring it.
But apparently is was in the downstairs bathroom, so she thought I didn't want it.
I forgive her, cause she was obviously upset, but I'm still mad. (Not at her... just... mad.)
