I just realised what happened this morning. And I came to the conclusion that I am an idiot. Well not all the time but in the mornings when I’m to tired to realise what I am doing.
Well let’s say it involved one of my favorite blouse, me and a pair of scissors. Like most of the women in the world, I didn’t knew what to wear this morning. And I had the brilliant idea to try on one of my favorite blouses. Well I got it on me, but I couldn’t zip it up. But that wasn’t the problem. Getting out of it was harder then getting it on. Let’s say that I tried all my options and even had Johnny trying to pull it off.
This is what I call desperate times, when sucking of the belly will do no good.
I got the scissors and just chopped it off. And straight to the garbage it went. And now I am at work and I woke up. I realised that I shouldn’t put on things randomly on me, I might get stuck that way.