Disclosure: This post is sponsored by Kleenex. You guys know how I roll though, all opinions are 100% mine.
When Grunt Labor and I met, I had no idea there was anyone who needed to blow his nose so much in this world. Poor guy. (And on a side note, Grunt Labor has no idea I’m writing this post. If I don’t show up for the rest of the week around here, it was nice knowing y’all.)
It seemed like he was constantly reaching for a tissue. And he didn’t have a cold – It wasn’t even cold season. Most of it was due to working in a nearly 100 year old building filled with dust and mold. I’m sure his older house didn’t help either.
Needless to say, there were tissue boxes in every room – and they weren’t pretty tissue boxes.
When I moved in, the tissue boxes stayed, but they slowly made their way behind photo frames and into dark corners.
Kleenex has changed the game though. I don’t have to worry about hiding tissue boxes in dark corners or having tissue box covers.