Sometimes when I walk into a restroom I am pleasantly surprised to find soap or hand sanitizer. I even found a bathroom at a gas station with 3 hand sanitizer stations in and outside of the restroom. I told my husband to remember that one in case we are ever in the area and the urge strikes again.
On the flip side there is a local consignment shop that I have been frequenting every week or so to look for treasures. I have yet to find a treasure, but I have found that the last two times I was there which were just days apart there was no toilet paper. Thank goodness for soft-ish paper towels, but it makes me wonder if the bathroom went all those days between without any toilet paper on hand.
I have taken to hoping for the best, and carrying hand sanitizer everywhere I go. And if you are wondering why bathrooms are so much on my mind, the answer to that is simple...I am pregnant!