toilet paper

In a house with three girls toilet paper is an extremely hot commodity. It is not only used for its intended purpose but for booboos, lip-gloss remover, nail polish remover and so on. I buy in bulk and place large packs under each bathroom sink. I think that my family (husband included) thinks that a toilet paper fairy is responsible for putting new paper on the roll. It is not a hard task but one that becomes monotonous. My youngest will not look under the sink if the toilet paper is gone from the roll, she just wont wipe. As you can see my job as the toilet paper fairy is extremely important. I work hard to never run out. My best friend Alyson thinks that when she is out of toilet paper that she has some how come close to poverty. I always thought she was so funny for saying this. Yesterday I watched an Oprah that made me think twice about Alyson's statement. (Yes I am an Oprah watcher) She went through the poorest parts of America. Many of the people she showed had no running water and lived on around $500 a month. One man proudly showed how he was resourceful. He spoke about stretching his family’s food, carrying his water in buckets and stretching his two ply toilet paper. He took a empty cardboard roll and split the two-ply and rolled one part onto the empty roll so he would have two one ply rolls. I thought "wow" what a lot of work, and then went on cleaning and walked away from the TV. Sometime in the middle of the night I awoke to nature calling stumbled to the bathroom and reached out to an empty roll. Grouchy and tired I grumbled some poor me statement and reached into the cupboard for a new roll. Then I remembered. As I pulled at the new two ply, extra soft, triple roll I thought "rich me", went back to bed and said thank you to my Lord and King and fell back to sleep.