Sunday, April 18, 2010
Himself is not a big fan of perfume. On weekdays, when we're apart, I can happily douse myself in the morning, and the aftermath will have faded enough to be largely unnoticeable in the evening.
On Saturdays, we generally spend all day together. So I've decided on a tentative policy of wearing little or no scent on Saturdays. Except for bath bubbles. In theory, I should make the same policy on Sunday, but, well, two scentless days? I figure he wins on Saturday and I win on Sunday, see?
But today, I'll be sitting in close quarters with strangers again, so I don't win. Scentless again.
Tomorrow? Tomorrow, there will be perfume. Maybe a giant cloud of Un Lys. Sadly, there will also be work. Given that Saturday is the best day of the week, I may need to rethink this thing. Friday evening is the best evening of the week, so maybe Fragrant Friday followed by Scentless Saturday?
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