A note on tissue paper

As a carry-over from China I still carry around a small pack of tissues, a comb, and my little notebook. These things are really unnecessary here since there is toilet paper in public restrooms and I don't have chronic sinusitis due to pollution; I don't ride the red-top bus or walk around in the wind; and I don't need to write down the names of food I like or addresses I am trying to get to. Some habits are hard to shake, and since I'm going back to China next week I'd rather be prepared once I get there. (I carry a mom-purse in China - tissues, water, comb, pen, chapstick, wallet, notebook, bandaids, cell phone, keys, iPod, snacks, playing cards, gum, etc. There are just so many more variables when out and about there.)

However, I decided to stop carrying around so much nonsense this weekend and elected to use my small bag to carry my one-and-only key, my wallet, and chapstick. Unfortunately, I also elected to use the one stall in the one restroom at the museum that did not have toilet paper or a friendly neighbor to pass some under the stall door.

I learned my lesson. I carry my mom-purse with dignity.