this morning my nose was badly running when i was loading the washing machine. i started to freak out because it was getting uncomfortably close to my lips, and we were totally out of tissues.
i was doing the little dance. you know the one. the "what the hell am i going to wipe this on before it touches my lips??" dance.
i looked down at the sheet i was about to shove in the washing machine and had a moment of enlightenment. then i wiped my nose on the sheet.