Holy Crap! I think I’ve reached the true low of my “What is she wearing?” days. I had to call in to work this morning to let them know I would be late. Why? you ask. Bad traffic? Sick? No, no this is much more lame. I couldn’t put together an outfit to save my life. No lie it took me roughly two hours to put together something to wear to work. Most everything just didn’t work and when I finally thought I had found something that would work alas my bubble was burst when I doubled checked in the mirror. Half the contents of my closet later…I finally made it to work. This mishap even elicited the much sought after (by my sisters) squeal of frustration. It was not the best morning I’ve ever had…
Now I know why I woke up at 4:20 am if I had gone with it I would have been on time to work.
PS Laundry day can’t come soon enough.
PPS At least I don't look like doody ;D
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