This morning when I was putting on my pants and the claspy thing broke, I was thrilled with my genius move to just sew them up real quick.
Sew the claspy thing back on, you would assume?! No way, I didn't have time for that... Why mess with the claspy thing when I can just sew the pants together... after all I was wearing a suit jacket, no body would ever be able to see and it would be much faster.
Quick needle and thread job and out the door I went.
At work, two cups of stupid decaf later, I found myself in the bathroom in quite the little pickle...
Trying to wiggle in and out of my sewn up pants all day got me to thinking that I should probably think things through a little better.......
P.S. Also, since I am sure you are dying to know... I managed to make it through an entire home visit in BF's hometown without offending anyone, tripping, accidentally farting, choking on my food, falling down stairs, etc.! It is just a darn good thing I didn't pack my claspy pants.
P.S.S. Yet another letter from the worlds best pen pal (do you think they have a pin that says that?!)!
P.S.S.S. (Man, this is a lot of P.S.in..) IT'S MY BIRTHDAY MONTH!! Do you think that when I actually get to 30 I will stop observing the entire month?!
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