Had my first client meeting last week. Doing my best impression of 'stay-at-home-mum confidently rejoining the workforce', I decided to pop on some heels after wearing flats on the train. A train I almost missed! Arriving at North Sydney, it was all starting to feel so very
bloody peak hour. Just enough time to sit down in the gleaming white office foyer for a quick shoe swap. Got them out of the bag and discovered that they were covered in two years worth of dust. Doesn't say much for the state of the shoe rack or my domestic prowess! Dived into my bag and began a frantic tissue search. Nothing. Then I remembered there might just be some nappy wipes in the zipper compartment. There were two left - just enough to clean my shoes. God bless those baby bottom cleaning squares! There will always be room for nappy wipes in my life.
