Yesterday was a little hectic.
All the clothes belonging to my husband and I were out of drawers and piled high in laundry baskets; my frames and knick-knacks were carefully stacked in boxes in my closet, and all of my bedding was stripped.
My room had been emptied of all the furniture with exception of the bed while I anxiously awaited my new bedroom furniture. This is my first matching set which makes me feel like a real grownup!
Once my set arrived, I began the slow process of getting everything put away again – being a grownup is hard work! At some point I dug around in the box that temporarily housed my night stand’s contents in search of some lip balm. After a brief unsuccessful search I gave up and checked my purse.
I tossed my purse aside and began walking towards the closet for another box while I began quickly lathering my lips – who says I’m not able to multitask? It was then that I looked down at the purplish container just as a foul taste hit my lips.
In my haste I grabbed the wrong purple tube from my purse. Then I shared this picture on Instagram:
After I wiped the Dr. Scholl’s heel rub from my mouth, I really wanted needed a cup of coffee. Unfortunately it was nearly 5pm, so that was off the table because…well, you know:
It’s summer. This is as good as it gets…the days are long, but the posts are shorter.
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