Whoever said silence is golden, obviously has never been in my shoes.
Yesterday as I was getting ready for work, I was shaking my liquid foundation to apply it to my makeup applicator sponge, and the dang thing flew out of my hands and holy moses, makeup when flying everywhere, all over the wall in 4 different places. It began to run as I began to run for the bathroom to find something to clean it up with.
If you've ever spilt foundation, you know that as soon as you start to smear it around to try and wipe it up, the mess gets bigger, the disaster expands and begins to make a mess out of nearby things.....the more you try to fix it, the bigger your mess seems to become.
You're in a race against time, clean before it drys and it's even HARDER to clean it up, clean before it stains, and ruins everything it touches.
when life gets messy, sometimes, no matter how hard you try to clean it up, you only find yourself making yourself an even bigger mess.
It doesn't matter that all you wanted to do was to put the makeup on your face, it doesn't matter that you've done this every morning for years, it doesn't matter that you thought you were holding securely to the bottle, all that matters is that it slipped right out of your hands, and in an instant, was soaring away from you with amazing speed and then crashed and fell to the floor.
Sometimes the best intentions, the most heartfelt effort....only leaves you standing alone in your bedroom, sobbing over spilt makeup and all the other messes we make in life.