You know when you're having one of those days? The kind where you decided that getting dressed was too much work? Brushing your teeth, what was the point? I can shower tomorrow, right?! Basically you're just a great big 'ol hot mess.
Today was one of those days for me. I didn't get dressed. Didn't shower. Didn't brush my teeth. Had absolutely no intentions of leaving the house. Not a single one. I was not going to be dragged farther than my backyard. Definitely not. No way, no how.
Until dinner time. We didn't have enough of a key ingredient for dinner. Desperate times, desperate measures. I throw on a pair of shorts, as opposed to the boxers that I'd been wearing all day. Grabbed a zip up sweater to cover my tank top. Throwing on a bra was deemed too much work. Grabbed my flip flops and purse and out the door I went.
I decided I was only going to Walgreens. It was close to my house and there was no way I would run into anyone I know there. Especially since there is another grocery store an equal distance from my house. If I was going to run into someone, it would definitely be there. Definitely. At least that's what I told myself.
Until I got out of the car and walked directly into an old friend and her fiancee. Did I mention that I was unshowered, hadn't brushed my teeth, and was wearing a sweater in 75 degree weather because it took more work to put on a bra? Yeah, I was looking good. You know, except that I totally wasn't.
To make an awkward situation worse, they both looked nice. A "10" to my "2". It was great. Even more awkward by the fact that I felt awkward.
I'm one of those ramblers when I feel awkward. I go on and on. You know to make sure that I embarass myself just a little more. I informed both of them that I hadn't showered. That I didn't think I'd run into anyone. And ran off telling them that I was just going to go hide this unshowered face inside.
Oh wait...it gets better.
They were getting a Red Box movie, which means that I got to walk past and awkwardly talk to them again when I headed back out to my car. Empty handed. Yep, that's right Walgreens didn't have what I needed. It was a wasted trip. An embarassing and wasted trip. Just great.
Even better, turns out we did have enough of what I needed. Actually we had more. Super. And I completely forgot to grab the Sunday paper. Which was the second reason that I went to Walgreens. No big deal. I love a little mortification for no reason.
Next time you see me I'll be the girl dressed to the nines, just to put some gas in my car. I will not be the girl who didn't shower, put a bra on, or brush her teeth. Not me, not again.