I get together with girlfriends for drinks once or twice a month to catch up on life. We talk about the ups and downs of what's going on with families, with jobs and, of course, with relationships. I was recently told this story by my friend, Leslie. She was relaxing one evening reading a novel in her den. Her partner, Joe, was puttering about in the bedroom getting ready for a business trip. As the evening wore on, she put on her nightshirt and got ready for bed. She turned out the lights and slipped under the covers. As she tossed to get comfortable, Leslie felt scratching on her legs. Thinking she might be getting bit by a bug, she turned the bedroom light on, rolled back the blankets and found a pile of nail clippings in the bed! Joe just looked at her sheepishly and said, "Ooops! I forgot about those."
I think at that point Leslie went into the guest room and slept there. Some months later, Leslie and Joe split up. Do you think an Artemis Woman Nail Catcher might have saved that relationship?