Confession: As a child, I would get a little thrill of excitement if I found an errant speck of leftover glitter from some long-forgotten craft/decoration.
Super Confession: As an adult, I still get that little thrill of excitement when I find an errant speck of leftover glitter. I genuinely do not hate glitter.
Having said that, if I found specks of glitter in the pieces I was finishing for that desk build last week, I would have been really really angry. The random hairs (my head sheds constantly.... it's a wonder I'm not bald) were bad enough.