The hot weather was almost my undoing this morning. It is so muggy, I decided to wear a strappy summer top; it is inappropriate for church so I put over it a pretty, sheer blouse that I can never wear because it is see-through. Having agonised about my hair for too long – up? down? up high? down low? clip, grip or slide? should I give in and dye it last? I need a hair cut, especially if I’m going on intervie…crumbs! I’m late.
I ran all the way to church, which is fortunately just across the road from my house; dived into the toilet; washed my hands; checked myself in the mirror…and found one side hanging out, a la Page One and a Half Girls. That was soon fixed but what gave me cold sweats was the thought that I was reading in church today and if I hadn’t gone to the loo….
The Hub says I shouldn’t be allowed out on my own; I’m beginning to suspect he might be right.
I have the funniest readers in the blogosphere (not necessarily ha ha…)