Then I married one and I had to share the space with shaving gear and someone who took longer than me in front of the mirror to get ready. Since he didn't have to pluck his eyebrows, cleanse, tone and nourish his skin or apply eye make up, I couldn't for the life of me understand why but I moved over anyway - to the bedroom mirror.

As you guessed it by now, I am always the last one to be ready with the family berating me for running late.
These days, down in Cairns there are a lot more mirrors in the house and two bathrooms so I am getting my own back somewhat. I even get to hand over bathroom cleaning duties as the girls share one and I share the other with my son.
I left them a sticky note on their mirror the other day: Dear Ugly Sisters, your shower needs scrubbing and the mirror needs a wipe. It's Cinder's 'off' shift this week. Prince Charming will fix the other bathroom. Love Fairy G.
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