I've written about this before but after this morning, it bears revisiting.
I never plan ahead what I'm going to wear the next day. I choose my clothing as I'm getting ready for work and often about ten minutes before I leave. So wardrobe mishaps have happened. Missing buttons, inside out shirt, a missed stain. You get the idea.
It suddenly got cold this week. Low 30's kind of cold, snowing kind of cold. I work in a 100 year old building with floor-to-ceiling windows cold.
The ADD doesn't enjoy tight. I hate anything touching my ribs. I did find (in Vegas, quite by accident) an UnderArmour undershirt that doesn't make me insane(er). This = first layer.
I grabbed a pair of heavier cords to wear. This is where I say I have difficulty discerning between navy blue and black. (how many of you just thought of Father of the Bride? "Thaht is not blahck, thaht is Nawvy Blew.")
But I rolled with it. I decided to go monochromatic and grabbed a nawvy blew fitted sweatshirt. Did you catch that? a fitted sweatshirt. I KNOW. But I tried.
Also, I grabbed the wrong pair of underwear. Ones that don't fit comfortably. Don't we just Hate That.
Still, rolled with it. Until I didn't.
I started the station wagon, fed the dog, and was almost walking out the door when I looked at the clock. This is where if it was a movie, you would hear the record scratch.
I had a few extra minutes. I turned on my heel and completely redressed. Different almost everything. Brushed dark green cords, matching dark green fleece. Underwear that doesn't make me want to take hostages.
I was still on time for work but Even If I Wasn't = Totally Worth It. I saved lives today.
Before you ask the obvious question, wait. I totally just went and voted the above mentioned offending items from my closet.
Now, fess up. What do you have that makes you uncomfortable to wear?