My Poop Don't Stink, Your's Doesn't Have To Either and Burning (Mooching) Bridges

Yes, I said it. My poop don't stink. Well, at least, I don't think anyone can smell it now. I gave in to the Facebook ads for Poopourri except I didn't want to pay that much just to see if it worked.

Lucky for me, I found a bottle of similar stuff at Dollar Tree for a dollar.

The coolest thing is this $1 wonder actually seems to work! All you have to do is squirt 2-3 drops in the bowl as soon as you know you've gotta go.

It supposedly creates some kind of oily film that traps odors underneath and tada! No stink!

Not sure what this does to the environment but I really like what it does to our indoor air quality!

Burning (Mooching) Bridges

You ever notice that you can help people and help people but when you need something, suddenly they are trying to make you feel sorry for them? As if it's your fault for being a burden even after you went out of your way for them (and they know it).

Why should my husband be punished and have to pay for other people's (including mine) stupidity?

He is not raising a fuss but I am. I'm here berating myself for having such a soft heart and saying how I really need to become a more hard-hearted person. Especially towards those with a history of emotionally manipulating me. I don't like the position I am in now and I've got no one to blame but myself. Even if I'm ranting about "them", it was my decision to help before, right?

Wishing you much peace, happiness, and success,