You know that moment that you are headed for bed, walk past a mirror and the image makes you stop and gawk, it’s so bad? And then you relive your day, realizing all the people that saw you like that?
It’s grand. I showered, threw my hair up, and got busy. Yikes. Add chasing the goats and fixing fence and you’ve got a regular disaster going on with clothes, hair, everything. Perfect.
I had company over last night. Not one of those known-you-for-years friends. A just-getting-to-know-you friend. Again, perfect.