My wife has a thing about syrup, absolutely detests it to the point she doesn't want it in her vicinity, so I abide and we don't do syrup in this house. I fucking hate glitter, and I've asked her not to buy shit with glitter on it. The stuff gets everywhere, and it's completely impossible to clean up because you can never get all of it. Does she still buy shit with glitter all over it? You better believe it.
So yesterday she sees this squishy ball in the toy aisle and decides to buy it for our Autistic son, knowing full well that he has a tendency to break things like that open. This particular squishy ball also has glitter in it. I'm sure you can see where this is headed. He managed to split it open all over our bed, glitter on him, glitter on the sheets and pillow cases, and he managed to get it on the mattress too because he likes to pull the bed cover off for whatever reason. I'm ticked, and of course this happens right when she gets called into work. "I didn't think he would break it open, it seemed sturdy!" she says. I was up till 4am cleaning all the blankets and sheets and trying to get glitter out of the mattress. I told her if I see anything with glitter again, I'm putting it straight in the trash can, no questions asked.
Today, she decides to do a craft project with my youngest son, and she has glitter all over her face and arms. She thinks it's funny. I think she's asking for a divorce.