This seems a very silly subject to write on but its something that frustrates me every single day.
Bobbles, where the hell do they go? where do they hide? It feels like there is a conspiracy against me with hair bobbles in our house. Now I do wear hair bobbles myself and I currently have one which I’m protecting with my life, when its not in use it can be found on my wrist (oh the stories this bobble could tell). It never goes far and even joins me in the shower.
I have this fear that as soon as I put it down it will have grown legs and run away to be with all the other little bobble friends, hiding out in their secret place, laughing at me while I search desperately for just one of them.
I swear my daughter has a new hair bobble every single day. I cant remember seeing the same one twice unless its been left in over night which is rare especially as her’s seem to runaway at school. I bet there is a teacher out there with a draw full of them somewhere out in the world.
I pulled out the second to last hair bobble out of my daughters draw this morning which means I now have to buy a new set of bobbles for her today otherwise she will have non come Thursday. I’m tempted to add up the amount of money I’ve spent on hair bobbles since she started school 4 years ago, actually no that’s too scary to think about. All that money that could have gone on other things, £1 here, £2 there, I could have a nice little pot by now (I could also have a mountain of bl**dy hair bobbles too)
I’m thinking of giving her a short back and sides (hehehe) at least it would save all the dramas of brushing, scratting around for bobbles and not to mention the hair washing. Shame I’m too soft. To be fair I had it easy with my son, there were non of the hair dramas with him, I suppose this is karma.
Coffeebreakgal 